A Turkey for Turkey Day

It's that time of year where everything seems to speed up. Days are shorter, weeks fly by, and holidays attack at lightning speed. I love it all, it just makes me tired sometimes. :) And crazy busy. And crazy, crazy. There are just so many cute things out there to make! I decided to try Bakerella's cake pops finally. I thought the Turkey ones were adorable and that my kids would love them. Here are the three most famous of the batch:

Grandpa, Stud, and Sly.

Gobble Gobble!I should back up a little and tell you how wonderfully grateful I am for my children!
They are three amazing little individuals...
I drop Bekah off at school everyday and she has this little walk that just kills me! Full of purpose and confidence, hair swishing and her purple backpack making her look like a little uniformed turtle.
And Jacob is a wonderfully conflicted three-almost-four year old. A big boy sometimes, unable to be upstairs by himself at other times. He helped me make these turkeys and he did an awesome job. I see a budding chef/baker in him everytime he helps me cook. And he always wants to help me! He wants to see the pancakes as they are mixed, then he moves his chair to see them cooked...he sits on the counter by the stove (a safe distance away) and wants to stir things and sprinkle the salt and pepper (I don't let him.)
He is always right there when I'm making cookies (I know it's because of the cookie dough!), and Turkey making time was not different!

Bekah and Jacob were really good at crumbling my baked cake..."We've never done this before!" they said...And then while Bekah wandered off and did something else, Jacob stuck by and helped me shape each ball. I think his look like terds. Totally cracks me up. :)I can't forget to mention Beau! He was a helper, too. Not exactly the kind of helper I wanted, but I guess he tried. Beau is also at a conflicted age. A clingy, happy-then-sad-in-an-instant age. He loves to run in the kitchen and roar at me to scare me. Then he'll wave his arm and smile when I say "Bye"...then he'll run away and come back and do it all over again. He loves reading books with me, playing trucks, riding the rocking horse, eating treats, walking by himself, and he love-loves it when daddy gets home from work. He always beams at him and chatters away very excitedly. It's his job to put Rus's work badge away and he knows it!
I hope you all have a wonderful, simple, gratitude-filled Thanksgiving Day. I know I can't wait to spend time with my family! I am most grateful for them simply because they love and accept me and my kids and even Rus. :)