So we all know there is a morbid side to Thanksgiving...the sacrifice of the Turkey for the table centerpiece. Don't get me wrong as a former vegetarian, now aspiring to be omnivore, I still have never sided with tofurkey, just avoided the meat, and thought, "to each his own, if you like eating birds go for it, I'll pass the cranberry sauce".
This year may be different, I think my 4-year-olds may drive me back to my veggie ways. Them and the frozen body in our freezer that I dread unwrapping. I should add that for some reason the word turkey is a little complicated for my 4 year olds. It comes out more like Chur-key, just so you can have the full effect of the holiday preparations around here. By prep I mean stories of Pilgrims and Indians, a gallery of thanksgiving colouring pages taped on the downstairs wall, leaf collecting and talking about roasting turkeys, baking pies and visiting our turkey in the freezer a couple times a day, yes that's right, you read it correctly.
No, this was not my idea, Luke actually introduced them the day after the frozen lump was brought home from the grocery store. E is a little obsessed, he talks about Churkeys constantly. He has been drawing turkeys all day, just a round body and legs, he asks can we look at the frozen churkey? After many requests I agree. Then he starts drawing round lumps, "this is the frozen churkey, Mom"
It's a little disturbing, I don't think I can eat any turkey after these conversations.
He wanted me to write on one of the pictures "Keep the dead turkeys outside" then he taped it to the door.

Some of the headless turkey pictures also include wavy lines coming out of them. "this is the churkey getting roasted, Mom" "the dead churkey, before it gets eaten." Did I mention he laughs about it like it is the funniest joke - not really that funny if you are a churkey.