Sunday, April 10, 2011

Turkey Hunter...

 It went a little something like this...

Summer-"Mommy, when I grow up I want to go turkey hunting."
Me-"ok, but you know you have to eat the turkey afterwards"
Summer-"I don't fink (think) so..."
Me-"maybe we could sign you up for ballet lessons"

Proud of her daddy

Being Tortured by her daddy

Posing with dinner