The Laie Elementary School annual Turkey Trot, for example, is a hard habit to break. Especially when it means I can no longer rely on my children to win our entire Thanksgiving dinner in a single (bare) foot race.
It also means I don't get to watch my x-door neighbor, Martha tripping all the other mom's in order to win her piece of the pie. Click here for photographic evidence.
(I miss watching Martha push people around.)
In Utah they have a Turkey Bowl rather than Turkey Trot. Sounds like fun, huh?
That's what my twins thought too when they heard their school was having a Turkey Bowl. They were stoked.
Until they realized that the Turkey Bowl had nothing to do with throwing footballs and making touchdowns and everything to do with bowling. A turkey. Literally.
I think their principal is Amelia Bedelia because they seriously bowled. With a turkey.
And they had to pay five box tops for every time they bowled. With a turkey.
So of course I searched high and low, through the house for box tops. (Ziploc boxes, peeps. That's where you'll find them. And Chex cereal.) I found 15 box tops and I crossed my fingers and hoped to die that that would be enough to win us a turkey or a pie or at least a yam for dinner.
But my boys didn't win because there are no winners or losers in Utah. Everyone's a winner. And everyone's a loser. And when you're a winner/loser like everyone else, participation is it's own reward.
In other words, my boys didn't come home with a Turkey. They came home with 17 candy cane sticks.
Not the crooks, just the sticks. That's what I have to work with.
So if anyone has a good recipe for how to stuff and baste a candy cane stick, I'm all ears.