Here, our little monkey appears to be leaving a little gift in the flowers.
When we got out to the pumpkin patch, Brantley went and sat on this pumpkin and began giggling incessantly. I tried doing the same, but no one picked up my pumpkin for me.
I knew vampires slept upside down. 
Our little Turkey got the hang of knocking on doors and asking for candy, or "Na-Na" as he for some reason likes to call it. We also learned that giving a Turkey chocholate, causes you to hear the word "Na-Na" 453 times over the next 2 days.
The Spooky Halloween Turkey lurks quietly through your neigborhood waiting to strike you with his plush beak at an unsuspecting moment. Remember, Turkeys can't smell fear, as they have no nostrils, but they can taste it...and it taste like corn pellets.
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