So, there were all these mouth-watering smells coming from this square dohicky that I wasn't allowed near.
There were all sorts of yummy things going in and coming out of there.
And people think I'M goofy. Yup, that's my dad! Now you know where I get it!
Finally, a little piece of yumminess rolled my way. They call it a mushmellow, and I can see why. A couple licks and it just melted and stuck to everything.
After being tortured by the smell of juicy turducken, my auntie Janet was nice enough to sneak me a piece. YUM!!!
I was wiped out from all the excitement, play, and torturing.
Mom said I was very well behaved this year. I didn't even steal any potato salad this year. Course, there wasn't any, but there was a ton of other stuff I could have easily surfed...like that huge turducken!
But, I kept my cool to make mom proud. My gift to her this year!