The morning began relatively calm enough. Jack did not have the best night sleep; as a result Mommy was very tired.Daddy thought it would be a good idea for Jack and him to go for a quick walk, buy the paper and come home. This would make the house nice and quite so Mommy could get some much needed rest.
So off Daddy and Jack went. Little did we know that we would be having our first "hunting" trip on the way to Starbucks. But when we got to our destination there they were. A mommy and baby turkey crossing the street going to Starbucks too!
Daddy tried to show Jack the very yummy wild turkeys - but Jack seemed to be more interested in his hands and how yummy they tasted than the birds.
The turkeys did not seem all that interested in us either.
They were bothered by their reflection in the windows and gave them a good peck or two - to show them who was boss.
After Jack called Grandpa Kise to tell him all about the turkeys he had enough adventure for one morning and napped the rest of the way home.
Hysterical! A story well told. Let's hope he develops the "wild turkeys are yummy" memory. Gotta hard-wire it in him...
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That is the best hunting story EVER!!!
ReplyDeleteGood job, Jack!
But seriously, dude, I think you'll discover pretty soon that turkeys taste better than your hands. Not that your hands aren't fabulous.