A Visit From Grandma B. - Nov

In November we had a wonderful visit from Grandma Bergstrom.

Grandma came just in time to enjoy Band Night with the kids. This is an event where each level band is featured at half-time during a local football game. It was cold so we actually left the younger kids at home, including baby Joshua. As he was only a few weeks old he was still sleeping for hours at a time - the timing was perfect.

Grandma with her newest little grandson.

Scenes from Grandma's visit. She had a fun surprise for the kids - a snow village. This was the highlight decoration of our Christmas season.

Grandma noticed that the older kids were a bit cold on Band Night as they had to march and play and didn't have hats or gloves. So she tried to get the kids little $ gloves. She was surprised to see that our store didn't carry much winter stuff. Actually, the band night had been our first cold snap of the season - so stores weren't stocking winter gear yet - which is why I hadn't bought any. We usually don't have to worry about cold weather til early December. We live in a different world from Idaho for sure.

Grandma did find some gloves/hats for the older kids and a cute hat for Amelia. They have been grateful for those items this winter.

Amelia had a "pretty-girl dance dress" that she wore every day. The skirt was mesh and it was in sad shape. Grandma saw this skirt in the post-Halloween clearance isle and got it for Amelia. It was perfect! It wasn't ripped or dragging on the floor and it was sparkly and great to twirl in. I don't think Amelia took it off for a week.

Grandma also found these cool snow globes for the kids - they LOVED them!

Grandma and her 7 Coleman Grandchildren.

(When I posted this photo on FB Lysa commented that it had a familiar theme. We've had fun through the years with the 7 dwarf theme with mom and her seven kids. Now I guess it fits us too.)

SNOW DAY!!!

Disclaimer: No Mocking Allowed. This is an AWESOME snow for our area. :)

Friday we had a snow day here in Texas. Some areas up north get snow all the time, so that may not seem like a big deal. However, in the 10 years we have lived here our area has only had snow 3 times - and this was the first time it actually stuck to the ground.

Scenes around our house: The icicles came from the faucet we left on a slow drip in an effort to ward off frozen pipes. Our sego-palm was so pretty frosted with snow.

The snow fell sometime between 1-5 a.m. It was one of the rare nights where I was not awake during those hours to look out the window. School was delayed til 10 a.m. due to the possibility of severe weather - even so, alarms began buzzing at 6 a.m. The kids were desperate to see the snow - if it came - before it was all melted.

I was up by then taking care of Joshua - mostly because I got an automated message from the school at 6:00 to tell me that they had cancelled school. Gabriel, Katrina, and Abagail looked out in to the darkness and at first didn't see any snow - they were extremely disappointed. I told them to look closer - then came the hushed cheering. They rushed out in their slippers and p.j.'s to check it out. By 7:00 people were in the street taking walks, meeting up with friends, and sliding on the ice that lay under the snow. - And there was quite a thick layer of ice under that snow. If you look closely at some of the pictures of the cars you can see they are coated with ice.

Amelia's view from the window. She had been sick all week so at first I wouldn't let her go out.

I relented and bundled Amelia up to check out the snow. I love Oliver's reaction to the snow in the top picture. He was not really that excited about it being so cold. After the initial shock he adjusted quickly and I could hardly get him to come in.

Note: my boys could not be persuaded to put on coats. Instead they layered multiple sweatshirts and called it good.

Katrina takes Amelia for a walk on the icy road.

Brrrr. Even though the snow may not have been much compared to other locations I think we had a respectable temperature. Temps were 5 to 10 degrees with the wind chill. Certainly not what we are used to around here. Eventually Oliver put on a coat to go sledding...and gloves, but only after he realized that his hands were REALLY, REALLY cold.

Sledding! Who says you need snow to sled. A dusting of snow combined with icy grass and a slippery box is all you need for some sledding fun around here. My only concern was the location. They were sledding down a hill by the bridge. After they were done a car slid on the ice and went off the road - not exactly where they were, but close enough to make a mom nervous. Oliver tried his luck sledding on a boogie-board.

Our itty-bitty snowman.

Simon and Oliver got a kick out of throwing snowballs at me and Amelia as we watched them through the window.

Gabriel took his bike out on the road and had quite a wipe-out. I mentioned that riding a bike on ice wasn't really the safest choice. He was really mad saying that he wouldn't have crashed if a kid hadn't darted in front of him. That was kind of my point...#1: you can't control what others will do; #2: it isn't the going that is the problem - it's the stopping that doesn't work so well. Poor kid. Experiences like this provide excellent material to draw upon when Gabriel starts driving.

Due to the ice on the roads school was closed, interstates were closed, most offices told their employees to stay home. So the whole family was able to enjoy a fun day together. By afternoon all the snow and ice was gone and the next day we were back to sunny, 60 degree weather. It was fun while it lasted!

Sweet Sisters

In the car on the way to church we were experiencing a bit of tension. Unfortunately, this is often the case as the children are packed in like sardines and sometimes out of sorts due to a hectic morning. (Why Sunday's are hectic when they get up earlier, and get ready faster, every school day is beyond me. - Must be the whole "opposition in all things".)

Back to the car...

So we have a little tension. Then Amelia sings, "Give oh give away". Suddenly the tension melts. Abagail and Katrina begin singing primary songs with Amelia that she would know. When we get to, "Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam" Amelia has a coughing fit - allergies. So when the girls finish the song I hear this sweet little voice say, "Wait, I want that song...and I was coughing". So they sang it again.

Thanks to my sweet girls we arrived to church in a much happier mood.

Note to Self:

The next time there is a freeze PLEASE remember to either NOT do laundry or to hang the drain hose out the window first.

Apparently I did not remember the geyser I created in my laundry room last winter when the draining water was forced back inside by ice in the hose. Nope. I had to repeat the scenario.

Unfortunately, this time I did not hear the spraying water, thereby interrupting the event. Instead I came down in the dark, around 10:00 p.m., to put clothes into the dryer. As I approached the closed laundry room door I stepped in a large puddle of freezing water. My first thought was, "What in the world?" Then it dawned on me. My washer had just sprayed two tubs full of water all over my laundry room and it's contents (wash and rinse cycle). And I do mean sprayed - items on top of the dryer were soaked, as were my baskets of nice clean, folded laundry. The water leaked out of the laundry room into the garage. It flooded the other way too - into the hallway, under the fridge (which was uphill - bizarre) and into a closet.

After completely soaking 10 towels and not even making a DENT - Allen wisely spied the steam cleaner and got the situation under control.

So...Self: Please don't forget next time. It is not my favorite way to spend the evening.

P.S. For those who are puzzled...we vented our washer to our garden so it does not drain into our septic in a closed system. - And the above-ground pipes can freeze.

Boy in the Bright Blue Pants

Gabriel has an interesting new idea he is trying out at school.

He is wearing the same pants to school until someone notices and says something. Why? Gooooood question. One I do not have an answer to, except that the idea struck his fancy.

Now the pants he chose to wear are not your "dime a dozen" blue jeans. Nope. These are bright royal blue warm ups - complete with zip offs at the knees.

He is going on his second week. Thankfully Gabriel does take them off for the weekend so that they can be washed. However, I don't recall if they were washed any time during the 5 day school week.

I am curious about 2 things:

#1 - how long WILL it take for someone to say something
#2 - how will Gabriel respond to their comment

If I get a pic of him in the pants I'll add it to the post. It's not that they are bad looking - I just think they are a tad bit noticeable.

Culinary Creations

Tasty treats compliments of Abagail...



Abagail loves to create. She will sometimes get bored and say, "Can I cook something?" I have learned to approach that question with caution. Usually she opens the cook book and picks a recipe that would not EVEN appeal to me. Not because it wouldn't be tasty, but because it is complicated and I am all about ease and simplicity.

For Christmas Abagail chose to make Salt Water Taffy. I've never made taffy. She has never made taffy. We purchased a candy thermometer to try to get the best results on our attempt. Abagail followed the recipe to a "T". Sadly, what we ended up with was not salt water taffy. I'm not sure exactly what it was. It was a green, gooey, sticky confection. We tried to pull it, honestly we did (see photo) - but it got sooooo mushed to our hands that we were unable to work with it. In the end Abagail passed out the pre-pulled candy and the kids enjoyed every bit of it.

Another night I came home at 9 p.m. to a wonderful smell of fresh baked cookies. Abagail had asked dad if she could make sugar cookies, at about 7:00, on a school night. She did an amazing job - I was very impressed that she had made the cookies with no help. However, the kitchen was in a poor state: flour, cookie dough, sprinkles and ingredients, bowls, etc. were all over the counter, table and floor. It was quite a sight. I shooed the other kids off to bed and Abagail and I tackled the kitchen. I later realized that the cookie I had tasted came from dough we had in the freezer. The dough Abagail made was chilling in the fridge. So - she made the dough, realized it needed to chill, decided she wanted cookies right then, pulled out frozen dough and baked that. (Might it have been easier to just bake the frozen dough in the first place?)

Abagail's latest creation was to make home made donuts. She found the recipe, gathered the ingredients and got to work. I was sick that day so Abagail did the entire process, minus the frying, completely alone. She made the dough, did the two risings, rolled and cut, made the glaze and frosted the finished product. It took 6 hours start to finish. Abagail was very dedicated throughout the process. She was SOOOO proud to serve the donuts to the family for breakfast the next day. The donuts were very tasty. Everyone was impressed.
The experiment lead us to two conclusions:
#1: home made donuts are a LOT of work
#2: store bought donuts no longer seem so expensive

Can't wait to see what she creates next!

The Best Laid Plans...

So...We are sitting at breakfast Monday after an absolutely BEAUTIFUL weekend of near 80 degree weather, and Allen starts reading about a winter storm warning.

It said things like:
- arctic air mass
- 0 degrees with wind chill
- snow

I was waiting to hear which of our family members would be bracing for this storm while we continued to enjoy our very spring-like days....I waited....and waited.... And then it dawned on me he was reading about OUR winter storm warning. Wait - What? Don't we live in South Texas?

Now, I will admit that 0 degrees WITH wind chill isn't much of a winter warning for most of my family members and IF we get snow it will probably be a dusting. But for some reason such a HUGE shift in weather left me speechless. (Did I emphasize how beautiful the weather had been?)

So I went about making some preparations. I decided to go to the grocery store Monday instead of later in the week so I wouldn't have to take the baby out in freezing temps, sleet, or snow. (After all, wait a week and it will be warm again.) But my dear Amelia woke with a high fever - so that was out.

Then I spent a few hours prepping our yard for such a chill. I covered my herb garden and delicate little orange tree in an attempt to help them survive. I also covered my winter garden. Even though those veggies are cold hardy I am not sure they are THAT cold hardy. I deep watered my tiny apricot trees so the roots wouldn't freeze in hopes that they might actually produce this year.

My brilliance in doing this was to complete my work on Monday afternoon, when it was still sunny and warm with a balmy breeze blowing. Unfortunately, a strong thunderstorm rolled in around 2 a.m. leaving me both without sleep and needing to re-do all my outside work (except the watering of course).

I just stepped back inside and let me tell you that it is quite nippy out there! Not "light sweater and flip flop" weather - which was what I was wearing. Working in the freezing, blustery cold is what I was hoping to avoid. However, I am pleased to report that my garden beds are now nicely tucked back under their covers and hopefully will stay that way as the temps are only going to drop from here on - so I would rather not have to go back out.

Over the Hill...?

Oliver was writing sentences for his homework the other day. One of his spelling words was "over". He said that he had a sentence for that already.

"My dad is over the hill."

I laughed.

He said, "What? He is 40, mom."

And so he is...



We celebrated Allen's 40th birthday with a "surprise" party on New Year's day. We invited the Texas Coleman families to come for a BBQ. That part Allen knew about - he just didn't know it was a party for him. The kids decorated the house, we made a cake, and birthday banner.

I debated whether to do a "over the hill" theme. After surfing the net I decided most use that when the person is 50. So I'll save it for then. We decided to do a "top of the hill" or "peak of perfection" theme instead. So I built a "hill" cake and put a studly hiker on top. He's on top - not over. Allen can enjoy this peak for a few years before beginning his descent.



The cousins enjoyed a long day of playing together. They spent hours outside, played games, made snowflake crafts and candy bracelets. The photo of Amelia is not of her sucking her thumb, but stuffing the bracelet into her mouth as fast as she could.



As we only have a few photos of New Year's Eve I thought I'd tack that event onto the end of the party. We went to a game night at church. Upon arrival we were quick to realize that it was probably a High Priest activity - ours were the only children there. We gathered around a table and played family games for a couple of hours. It turned out well, we had a fun time - had we been home we might have been off doing our own things.

Then at midnight the kids toasted in the New Year with eggnog and watched the neighbors light off their fireworks. It was simple - but the kids said it was great. Yay!

Gabriel Turns 15!

This kid keeps getting older and older each year - he keeps growing too - even though his mom has told him repeatedly to stop!


We did the whole trick candle thing on Gabriel's cake. He, and the other kids, got quite a kick out of it. I had made the cake earlier in the day but was a bit busy with the baby when the kids wanted to frost and decorate it. So Abagail volunteered. She did a great job! She frosted it with coconut pecan frosting and decorated with misc. Halloween candy. It was quite a sweet, crunchy cake to eat.


Our cousins, Ryan and Manissa, stopped by with their parents. They came in time to help us eat the cake!


Our Halloween dinner tradition is pizza. Over the years we have evolved this into making our own pizza instead of doing store bought. This year we added a new element: Jack-o-Lantern pizzas. The kids saw the idea in an Ad for a local pizza store - they thought it was cool that we could do it at home too. Of course we did it better because we added the olives and peppers. It went great with the fried rice Aunt Yaw brought - and I gotta say, no matter how many times I try, I cannot make fried rice taste as good as Aunt Yaw's.

After dinner we had our family night. For activity the kids got dressed in their Halloween costumes and opened Gabriel's presents. Photos of costumes are on the post "All Hallow's Eve".

All Hallow's Eve

This year Halloween fell on a Sunday. For us that means festivities must take place on another night. For the first time since we moved here, 8 years ago, none of our surrounding neighborhoods hosted trick-or-treating on the night before Halloween. That made the kids ESPECIALLY grateful for the trunk-or-treating party that our church held a few days prior.

So - this year for Halloween we had:

Gabriel - some sort of creepy looking thing, complete with claws he fashioned from paper

Katrina - an empress

Abagail - Princess Leah

Simon - a pirate

Oliver - Luke Skywalker

Amelia - Tigger

Joshua - a kitten

Most of these photos were taken on Halloween. Even though we didn't go out the kids still wanted to dress up again. So for our family night activity they put on their costumes and had a birthday celebration for Gabriel.

After opening presents the kids got dressed in pj's and headed for bed. I think they wore their costumes for all of 30 minutes. It was a bit of work for such a short time, but worth it to them for sure. Gabriel was the only one who did face paint. Then he tried to scrub it off with soap in the shower - with no mirror. This was professional face paint from my theatre days. So, #1 it was old and #2 it doesn't scrub off real well with plain soap and water. Better with a wash cloth, even better with Vaseline, best with special soap - which I no longer have anyway. But Gabriel insisted to do it his way. He looked a bit pasty and ill with dark circles under his eyes the next day or two at school until it finally wore off completely.

Story Time for Baby

I thought this was so cute. Amelia was sitting on her stool reading stories to "baby Joshua". Reminds me of a time years ago when a 2-year-old Gabriel was reading stories to his new baby sister as she sat in her car seat. (Pretty sure his book was upside-down too.)

Announcing Joshua Keith (Oct)

Sweet little Joshua Keith Coleman joined our family on October 25, 2010.

Holding that sweet little baby in my arms for the first time was a beautiful moment. Joshua was so alert - he opened his baby blue eyes and looked straight into mine. What an angel!



How Joshua Keith got his name:

We knew early on that we wanted to name Joshua after his uncle Keith. Keith is an awesome uncle. He loves to be with the kids. Every time I let him know another one is on the way he says, "So how many is that now...?" and he always knows the answer. Keith is also a wonderful role model for little Joshua. Keith is so kind and loving and gentle. He is able to find joy and laughter in life. I hope that Joshua will grow up to have these qualities.

As for the name Joshua...well...that took a bit more time to come up with. We had three boys in our family prior to his arrival: Gabriel, Simon, and Oliver. Each of them were named for different reasons yet they each have a person from the scriptures with their same name that they can emulate. I wanted the same for Joshua. His name first came to me when I was at Six Flags with the kids over the summer. I had HOURS to sit around while they swam and the name Joshua Keith was one that came to mind. Allen was in New Mexico with Gabriel camping so I had to wait a couple of weeks to run it past him...but I shared it with the kids and they all liked it. It took until after the baby was born for Allen and I to finally commit to the name...as is the case with most of our children. The prophet Joshua in the Old Testament is a good example for our little Joshua. He was humble and patient and obedient to the Lord - even when he didn't fully understand. Those are more good qualities I hope my Joshua will grow to possess.

The stats:

Born October 25, 2010 at 6:07 a.m.

Weight 6lbs 2oz

Height 19 3/4 inches

This was such an easy and enjoyable birth. We actually got to the hospital in time for an epidural...which makes a world of difference and I would HIGHLY recommend to anyone. (Last chance for one of those was with Katrina 13 years and 4 kids prior.) After Joshua was born I commented to Allen that it would have been great for all my deliveries to have been this enjoyable. Now that I knew it was possible I could do this again....He got a rather frightened look on his face and said very firmly, "No". So I changed my comment to, "This was a great way to finish". He liked that better.

I went into labor around midnight. The contractions came so suddenly and so strong that withing the first 30 minutes I felt like I was going to explode and have the baby sitting in the rocking chair. Guess my bag of water was bulging and could have burst. Thankfully it didn't. After arriving at the hospital things began to slow down, especially after the epidural. If the nurse hadn't documented my initial condition I doubt the doctor would have believed I was in progressive labor. Course, since I was already on the epidural it was too late to turn back. My contractions from there on were so sporadic and I was feeling no pain so it was actually a surprise when the nurse discovered that I was fully dilated and could allow this baby to enter the world. We both wondered how long I had been at that stage. Definitely not a "normal" delivery for me.

Joshua also broke the mold by waiting until almost 39 weeks to be born. He and Amelia were the only ones to do this. Guess the more I had the better I was at keeping them in longer. Since he was still so little I was grateful that he waited a bit before coming.

I loved this photo. I love the way the light hits his hair and his tiny fingernails and makes him glow.

I held Joshua for hours during our short hospital stay. He would snuggle next to me and sleep and I would just look at him. He felt most secure when he was all bundled up and he would hold his little fists closed tightly and up under his chin. (He's two months old now and still balls up his little fists to let me know he is tired and ready for a nap.)

Joshua had many excited, but very well behaved visitors to hold and love him! Amelia was happy when she learned we could take this new baby home. We had practiced being around other babies for a bit - but this one was actually ours and we could keep him.

Hanging out with his loving sisters.

The brothers - bringing the boy count to 4. As the boys repeatedly told me, that means that they win.

Surprise! (It's a Baby Shower) - Oct

I have wonderful friends and am soooo loved.

A couple of moms at church get together for a play group. They invite me too, but most of the time I haven't gone, due to appointments or being during Amelia's nap time.

One Sunday I was told there would be one more and would I like to come. It was on a Thursday, October 14 to be exact. One of the moms even went so far as to ask me to bring some supplies for a craft activity - cause if I have an assignment I'd more likely go, right? Thursday comes and unfortunately the night before Oliver comes down with a raging fever. Guess I can't go to the play group.

Since I did have an assignment I called about 15 minutes prior to the start to let them know I wouldn't be there. A few minutes later I got a return call from my friend and neighbor, Virgie. She said she was up at the church planning to hang out during the activity. Since it was the last one for awhile would I like to bring Amelia and she would come stay with Oliver. At first I didn't accept...I didn't want to share germs with another person. Eventually she persuaded me to go. So I hopped in a quick shower as she came over to my house to trade me spots.

When I got to the church I noticed an unusual number of cars there for a Thursday morning. I figured they had some sort of meeting going on....well, they did. I went into the Primary room and saw quite a spread of snacks for a play group...then I heard, "Surprise!"



So all those nice friends were there waiting for me - to help me celebrate the birth of our newest arrival...who was still name-less at that time. I'm sure that a bit of brainstorming took place in the few minutes between when I left my initial message of not attending and when Virgie called me to offer to watch Oliver. The room was decorated, food was ready, guests had arrived...but no guest of honor.

I was glad I called because I usually don't attend so I wasn't worried about not being able to go. I was glad I showered too, because I usually wouldn't have. Most of all I was very grateful to wonderful Virgie who planned the whole thing and then chose to miss out so that I could attend. What a sweet heart!



I really had a nice time. It was a true surprise. I certainly didn't expect a baby shower with #7. It may seem like such a simple gesture (though not to the one who planned it - cause I know it was a lot of work) but it made me feel sooo special! We had lunch, played games, got suggestions for baby names, enjoyed each other's company, and Amelia was my special helper to open gifts.

I feel so blessed to have so many people who care about my family and I. (And I know there are many others who were not able to be there that are on that list!)

Oh...That Was A Rule?

Why is it that rules only become understandable when they are broken? - And the person breaking the rule is CAUGHT...

Take for instance my rule of no kicking/throwing objects in the house...like a soccer ball. For some reason my daughters, ages 13 & 11 apparently saw no reason for this rule. Therefore, they commenced this activity. Of course they never expected me to find out about their game, as I was upstairs feeding the baby at the time. Unfortunately, a tremendous crash followed by the sound of breaking glass clued me in to the idea that perhaps my children were up to something that was clearly AGAINST THE RULES.

Of course they were sorry...they are ALWAYS sorry. Of course they didn't mean to break anything - they never MEAN to break things. Of course they tried to lay blame on others, "It wasn't my fault...I didn't kick it" or "It wasn't my fault...I didn't MEAN to kick it at the chandelier" or "Well, it was Oliver's fault too...he was playing with us." Of course they didn't like my take on the situation: Everyone who was playing was at fault - you ALL knew it was wrong. (Although I did get after the older girls a bit more than the six-year-old.)

Next example: Don't slide down the banister. Especially when your two-year-old sister is watching... I guess it isn't a big deal...unless you are CAUGHT! The "guilty-oops" look is a classic in our house. Quickly followed by some lame excuse.

Another frequent example: No gum chewing in the house...or car...or church. That leaves only outside. Yet they always ask to buy gum...where are they going to chew it? So at least once a week I am speaking with a child when I stop mid-sentence and ask, "Are you chewing gum in the house?" Or perhaps I spy gum stuck on the side of their dinner plate...eww...and dare to ask why it is there when they are NOT allowed to chew gum in the house. This is followed by a sheepish grin and another lame excuse on why they thought it would be ok. Which I guess it would have been if I hadn't CAUGHT them. And no, I do not buy it for them...I assume it comes from other well-meaning sources.

Then we have the "No eating outside the kitchen rule". Yeah right. In my dreams this might be a reality. The kids walk around blissfully snacking until they run into me...then it's the famous "busted" expression and usually an "I forgot". I sometimes get a bit fed up and whatever they are snacking on goes right in the trash. Other times I am too nice. I'm sure the gamble makes it worth the risk. More often than not I usually catch them by finding the evidence they leave behind. Trash or half-eaten food in their room, crumbs or spills on the carpet, etc. Occasionally I am treated to the "Well, someone else must have put it there to try to get me in trouble" - that one amazes me the most.

And the list goes ON and ON!
- Don't stand or jump on or off of the furniture
- Don't come into my bathroom without knocking
- Please don't potty on the bathroom floor, AIM
- When you make a mess or spill something, clean it up
- If your shoes are caked with mud please take them off BEFORE stepping on the carpet
...and on and on...

So why all this venting? Christmas vacation - kids have been home for a couple of weeks and, although I love them dearly, my hope...my wish...my desire is for them to try a LITTLE harder to follow those seemingly pointless rules. (Yes, even when I am not looking.)

Seguin Heritage Days - Oct.

Each fall Seguin hosts a "Heritage Days" for the community. It's all about agriculture, history, pecans, and activities and games for the kids. One of the highlights for the kids is purchasing a treat from the bake sale. They also love completing the scavenger hunt and found a new treasure at the old-time store...old fashioned candy sticks. (Yes...lots of candy/sugar was present.)

This year the Heritage Days fell on October 23. It was a beautiful Saturday - don't let the clouds fool you - it was still pretty hot with temps in the 90's. For some reason I let the kids talk me into taking them. It was just Abagail, Simon, Oliver, Amelia and I. We walked around for hours checking out all the events.

I thought for sure all the walking in the heat would spur on labor...not AT the event, but later that evening. I was seriously surprised when it didn't even cause contractions - just fatigue. (Course Joshua was born two days later so maybe it did get things jump started...just s.l.o.w.l.y.)

I love this picture. We had a heck of a time getting the kids up on that hay bail.

Kids doing some of the activities.

Posing with the strangest turkey in town.

Each year, so far, we have had Oliver pose with "his" tractor.