Note: Thanksgiving = Turkey

"Hey, Mom! Look at that blow up goose on their lawn!"
"It's a turkey sweetie."

"Mmm, this chicken is good!"
"It's turkey honey."

Upon seeing the bones after the carving:
"Mom, did that used to be a dinosaur?"
"No, Hales. It used to be a turkey."
"Oh. Right."

We may be well past the holiday before Hayley associates Thanksgiving with not only the right bird, but the correct animal in general. One that hasn't been extinct for millions of years.

It was a fun holiday anyway, especially with this Little Turkey.

Although it's getting to be a joke to call him a "Little" anything. Jackson had a doctor's appointment the day before Thanksgiving, and weighed in at 15 lbs 7 oz. That's the 75th percentile, up from the 19th percentile at his last visit! The doctor was surprised, but not concerned, since his length matched his height at 25 inches and 76th percentile.

I don't care how much you grow Jackson, you'll still be my little boy for ever and ever, even when you're big(ger)!