My daughter came home with this yesterday afternoon, a thankful turkey.
Don’t you love how conspicuously absent her entire family is? She is thankful for the tooth fairy (even though she has not ever lost a tooth), Santa Claus (well, who wouldn’t be this time of year), Miss Eileen (the lady who reads story time at the library), and puppies in the sky.
Yes, puppies in the sky. I really have no idea. Though I suspect it has to do with us laying on the grass and looking at shapes in the clouds. And we had recently read the book It Looks Like Spilled Milk I tried to find a link for the book but think it must be out of print. It is an adorable book about finding shapes of things in the clouds.
Of course when I picked her up she refused to say what she was thinking and kept saying, “Puppies in the sky!” in a baby voice. Because we all know how kids like to make you feel like you are the clueless one.
Cute! I’ve decided there’s no way to determine the “why” on things like that. My daughter prayed for a dog sled team a couple of days ago — and we live in the south!
The book is “It Looked Like Spilt Milk” and it’s still in print.
Comment by noodle — November 20, 2007 @ 10:21 am
You are right! I was calling it “spilled milk” when in fact it is “spilt milk”
Here
is a link to it.
Comment by Chris — November 20, 2007 @ 10:29 am
Do you remember the year my son did this? His turkey had 6 feathers, 5 of which bore the name of his little kindergarten girlfriend, one of which said “my mommy.” I was grateful for the mention.
Comment by Mir — November 20, 2007 @ 11:18 am
At least you got a nod, Mir!
Comment by Chris — November 20, 2007 @ 1:25 pm