The Turkey Trot

Here’s Eleanor’s “Thankful Turkey” that she made in kindergarten:

The words on the feathers are kind of random (peas?  peaches?) and I think she was picking them off of a board of suggested words her teacher made.  Thanksgiving had quite the impact on her class; over the past few days the favorite recess game is a holiday-inspired variation of tag.  As Eleanor put it, “The girls are all Indians, and Fiona is our pet turkey.  Then the boys are all Pilgrims and they try to catch our turkey and eat her up!”

It sounds like kindergarten hasn’t changed much since I was a kid, in some ways.

The funny thing is that even though all of my kids are in different classes — or different schools — they all brought home paper tipis they had made in class.  I mentioned this in my previous “100 thankful things” post, but here’s the picture of the display Eleanor made of them on the piano:

Love that bison piggy bank.

Thanksgiving proper was celebrated at Brian’s parents’ house.  Here is our festive spread — my mother-in-law, Kathryn, found these foil-wrapped chocolate turkeys and encouraged the kids to use them for name cards:

See the funny-shaped turkey in the center of the table?  Brian and I discovered a roasting method called “spatchcocking” — where you cut the spine out of the bird, then press it flat.  Because the turkey is much thinner this way, it takes much less time to roast — only about 70-80 minutes.  This ensures moist, tender meat and a crispy skin.  Brian loves this method, and rubbed a butter-rosemary mixture all over the meat before roasting, which I found fantastic.

After dinner we played games —  a literary variant of Balderdash called Liebrary (in which you make up the first lines of real books, then guess which one is real), and a marathon game of dominoes (dominoes being one of the few games the kids find just as entertaining as the adults).

Jeffrey got bored of games after just one round of dominoes, and wanted to go off to play by himself.  In his social skills class, we’ve learned that this isn’t behavior we should encourage; the rule now is that Jeffrey doesn’t have to play the game, but he can’t go off by himself, either — he has to stay with the group. Since Jeffrey had spent part of the weekend watching the BYU-Utah football game on television with Brian, he decided to stay with us and “call” the dominoes game like a sportscaster would.

“Eleanor passes a 5 to Mommy!” he cried, as Ella put down a tile.  “Mommy blocks it!”  Then, whenever someone played a double tile, “TOUCHDOWN!”

3 thoughts on “The Turkey Trot

    1. Oh, Michelle. You are such a vegan. 🙂 The little white bag-like thing in the center of the turkey would be known as the breast meat.

  1. Thanks for the idea of spatchcocking. It sounds yummy (and maybe you could post the butter-rosemary recipe, please?).

    I shared with David (who used to teach Jeffrey in primary) the story of how Jeffrey “called” the dominoes game, and he laughed. What a clever way for Jeffrey to stay with the group without having to play. Thanks for sharing that, too.

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