I've been quite busy over this weekend. Squirt had her 5th Birthday Party here yesterday and we had quite a blast. Unfortunately, Gon seemed to have jammed up the camera and lost a ton of our pictures.
When we first moved here we were deeply concerned because the neighborhood was full of little boys. C-R-A-Z-Y little boys too, the kind that climb fences, wrestle gators out of the marsh, beat azalea bushes to pieces with a bat for no reason other than to pass time.
I remember sitting out on my front deck pregnant with a girl and worried to pieces on how many thorn filled rose bushes I would someday be needing to plant outside of her bedroom window.
 Things have changed over the last five years. Neighbors came and gone. Some were born and some had died. Many were evicted thank the Good Lord. However, now our tiny little street is just chock loaded with little girls. All about the same age and they all love to hang out here.
So today I decided to keep them busy and entertained. I had some pipe cleaners, googly eyes, paint, glue and felt on hand. All we needed were some of the biggest pine cones we could find. So we all went scavenger hunting to each find the perfect pine cone so we could make these precious little Turkey Peeps.
 Now these pair are Erica's and she insists that these are not Turkeys but Peacocks.
 This adorable looking road kill Turkey is the one Squirt painted and put together. The one behind it is another little girl in the neighborhood who shares the same name as Squirt.
 Here is Brianna's masterpiece. Like most of the girls she sat there for hours fully concentrating, with tongue half out, taking her time to paint each and every feather.
 Lastly here is Michelle's cutesy Turkey. With pink legs, folded just like a lady or maybe the poor turkey needs to use the bathroom?
 Overall today was a great day. No issues, or screaming little ones and they were so excited to make these Turkeys. Even more excited after the Turkey's dried and it was time to go home for the night and they brought them home to give to their Momma's.
And I'm officially named the "Super Dooper Expert Googley Eye Gluing On Lady." Even though I don't know the correct name for that red Goobley Gobbley thing that hangs under the Turkey's beak.
Does anyone know the correct name for the Goobley Gobbley?Labels: Welcome to my Trailer Park |
no issues!
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Googly-Googly!!
B-)
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