Again thanks to Aaron, I just found out we live less than half a mile from where the Presidential turkeys end up. No, not Bush et. al. (ha!), but the turkeys that get pardoned every Thanksgiving. Once we're done thawing out I may have to take my nephew over to have a gander (HA-HA!) at them.

Lately Olivia's been flapping like a turkey herself, so maybe they can teach each other a thing or two.