"Momma?"

"Yes darling?"

"Is that going to be enough turkey?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"Because Uncle Jack always says the bird is to small."

"Uncle Jack doesn't know what he's talking about."

"Momma, Uncle Jack always says there's not enough for him to take home."

"Uncle Jack likes to make sandwiches so Aunt Sam doesn't have to cook."

"But Uncle Jack's baby; he needs more to eat."

"Honey the baby is not going to eat any bird."

"There's always room for more bird momma."

"Doesn't your father need your help?"

"He told me you need help."

"Typical."

"Why don't you go check on your brother and then your father."

"I know your trying to get rid of me momma."

"What makes you say that darling?"

"I'm almost 7. I can figure these things out now."

"Oh; well Mr. almost 7, scoot and help your father set the table."

"Okayyyy."


"Hey Ash, I bet your mother sent you back to me, huh?

"Yep; I think you and momma like bouncing me back and forth."

"We do not bounce you back……….Ok we do; but we love you anyway."

"Uh huh, so daddy, what are we going to do when Sam wakes up?"

"Do what?"

"Sam's going to be mad that we cooked his momma bird. I don't want to be caught in the middle."

"Caught in the middle? What are you talking about."

"I told momma Sam is going to be mad, and he's going to go wonko."

"Sam does not go wonko. What are you talking about?"

"Sam was sleep with the momma bird…….I mean the turkey and momma and I stole it from him."

"Stole?"

"Daddy, keep up. We stole the turkey because Sam was going to put it to bed."

"Okayyyyyy. So now you and your mom are bird nappers."

"No where not. We saved Sam from having a broken heart."

"Broken heart? Oh, this is going to be good. Explain that son."

"If we don't cook the turkey then we won't have giving thanks. Then we won't have any food to eat, and if we don't have any food to eat, then Uncle Jack's baby will starve and I won't get a bird leg and I always get the bird leg. So now he'll be eating the bird and forget all about the momma bird. So we saved his broken heart."

"Umm, sure……..that makes a lot of sense."

"You don't believe me; do you daddy?"

"I'm working on it."

"I think I hear momma calling."

TBC