Minus the peppers and most of the cheese. It turns out the cheese wants to fall apart when I try to put it on skewers. I also didn't like that you slide the cheese on and then the next set of grapes has to slide through the bits of leftover cheese on the stick. So I made a few with cheese and the rest were just grapes. I should have taken a picture, but you can trust that she was an impressive bird. I scattered the rest of the cheese around the bottom.
When I picked Casey up from school, the cheese was all gone and most of the feathers were still there. I guess it was more of a decorative turkey. Although as I was making it, I questioned whether it was wise to give 3 year olds pointed sticks as part of their snack. I decided an adult could just de-skewer if necessary.
Also while I was making it, Jack was hanging out in the living room and piped up with, "Casey, would love that Mommy!" I thought he was impressed with my fruit turkey making skills. It turns out he was watching a commercial with a 3 story princess dollhouse for the Barbie sized princesses. It's exactly the castle that Pat thought should would love but I may have called it gaudy. It was too plastic-y and purple and pink and fake looking for me. Luckily we've found a compromise castle that maintains the princess part and tones it down a little.
Anyway, back to the party...or the after party...
Casey came home with a couple baggies with the food that I guess she didn't eat, including a turkey sandwich, pumpkin bread and a pumpkin/cream cheese roll. When I asked what she did eat, she said, "A grape. And some jello." A lovely Thanksgiving feast. I'm sure Squanto wishes he'd had Jello at the first Thanksgiving.
Instead of stories tonight, Casey wanted to draw pictures on her erasable sketch pad. She asked me to draw a cornucopia which was pretty funny coming from a three year old. When I asked her to draw a turkey, she started drawing and chatting to herself - "Here's an eye. Here's another eye. This is a grape. This is a piece of cheese. There...it's a turkey! Oh, wait, it needs a wattle." I think she's got her turkey nomenclature a little confused. But hey, she knows what a wattle and a cornucopia are.
Casey is also very excited about the real turkey tomorrow. I just hope she doesn't think it will have grapes on it.