This is Jonah’s feather for his class turkey. He was assigned the task of decorating it in whatever way he wanted. I told him I had some feathers upstairs and he was impressed. I asked if he wanted to color at all before we started gluing feathers. His response, “hold on Mom, I think I need to add some illustrations to make it just right.” Seriously.

You’ll notice there are two pumpkins (one plain and one angry), some grass, and a millipede. Pretty much all of the standards for a turkey feather!

I love his illustration — it’s perfect!

Anyway, some days are better than others. . .or at least more entertaining. Today is one of those days. I go upstairs to wake the boys up. Even after turning on the lights and opening the shades, Jonah shows no signs of movement. After 3 minutes or so, I give him the countdown to get out of bed. Just as I reach the end, he is up. We head downstairs to get dressed and find something for breakfast.

We’ve had a little touch of fall hit Humble — it’s wonderful. I thought it would be nice for Jonah to wear pants and a polo today. Typically, when he wears a polo I comment on his looks — tell him he’s handsome. Here’s a brief synopsis of the conversation:

Jonah: Mom, why do I have to wear that shirt? I don’t want to be handsome.
Me: Jonah, just put your clothes on and go into Mommy’s bathroom to brush your hair.
Jonah: {after dressing} Why do I have to brush my hair? I don’t want to be handsome!!!
Me: {rolls eyes and brushes hair} You don’t have to be handsome, I just want your hair to be not so crazy.
Jonah: {looks in the mirror} Oh great! Now, I’m handsome. {long sigh}

Can’t make this stuff up!