Sick Day

We've been suffering from the stomach flu in our house. We're just lying around and trying to take care of each other. I don't like feeling sick, but it is kind of nice to be lazy without the guilt!

80 Years and Counting

My grandpa is turning 80-years-old on Monday, so we had a celebration today. Grandpa spent a few years doing missionary work in Hawaii and kind of has a thing for Hawaii (who wouldn't???) so the party was appropriately a luau! There was delicious food, polynesian dancers, and the decorations were fabulous (what can I say, I was kind of in charge of the decor).

My grandpa has lived a life of service, hard work, and commitment to God and family. He is a wonderful example to me and to the many others who were there to show their love and support to him today.

We love you Grandpa!

(We'd like it if you'd spend four more scores with us!!!)

6x6 Baby!

This was the title of the pix message I got from my sister-in-law today. I wasn't sure what it meant. But when I saw the picture, I realized that '6x6 Baby!' meant my brother Travis snagged himself a big-ol' elk!!!....

Haulin' Out the Holly

While most of the rest of the world is out shopping on black Friday, I'm enjoying getting the Christmas decorations out. Here's a picture from last year, showing my favorite Christmas decorations....

our stockings and the stocking holders

This year I'm thinking of switching the Christmas tree decor a bit. Everyone knows I LOVE Mountain Dew, so I thought I'd copy this 'Redneck Christmas Tree' idea....

Mmmmm first I'd have to drink all those

Mountain Dews, though!

OK, not really but I think I just may be a redneck

because I think it looks kinda pretty!

So Grateful (for baby fall fashion)

When I woke up this morning, I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Nope - it was true, Thanksgiving day was finally here! What was I so excited about you ask? Being with family? Nah, I see them all the time. Turkey? Ooooohhh turkey is good, but that wasn't it. Stuffing? Pies? Also good, but no.

It was the day Chloe got to wear the skirt I made!!! It was hard to get a good picture of her entire ensemble since she doesn't sit up, but I think you can get the gist here....

Can you say posh???

Even though Nana and Papa were a little MIA due to an unfortunate bout of the flu, the rest of the family enjoyed a delicious dinner and enjoyed being together, as usual! Chloe couldn't get enough of the mashed potatoes and stuffing.... She gobbled herself silly!

This bib was appropriate after her big meal

This was Zeke's first Thanksigiving. I know I'm an incredibly biased Aunt, but honestly....

isn't he the cutest little guy ever?

Well at least his mom agrees with me on that one!

Izzy was also a little fashionista, as usual. This picture doesn't do her outfit justice either. It was a retro-fab cut and she had these little puffy white boots. She looked like a little 70's babe...

Groovy!

Well I'm about to go into a triptephan crash, so I'm off. I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving!!!!

Chloe Wishes You a Happy Thanksgiving

"This is a wonderful time to be living here on earth. Our opportunities are limitless. While there are some things wrong in the world today, there are many things right, such as teachers who teach, ministers who minister, marriages that make it, parents who sacrifice, and friends who help.We can lift ourselves, and others as well, when we refuse to remain in the realm of negative thought and cultivate within our hearts an attitude of gratitude. If ingratitude be numbered among the serious sins, then gratitude takes its place among the noblest of virtues."

--Thomas S. Monson

"Verily, verily, I say unto you ye are little children, and ye have not as yet understood how great blessings the Father hath in his own hands and prepared for you;

"And ye cannot bear all thigns now; nvertheless, be of good cheer, for I will lead you along. The kingdom is yours, and the riches of eternity are yours.

"And he who receiveth all things with thankfulness shall be made glorious; and the things of this earth shall be added unto him, ven an hundred fold, yea, more." --D&C 78:17-19

Consider the Lillies

Matthew 6:28-34

Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin.... Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith? Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed? (For after all these things do the Gentiles seek:) for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things. But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.

I have recently been doing something I usually oppose - worrying. Oby is always a worrier, and I usually just tease him about it. But lately I've been joining in on his anxiety. Until today. It never ceases to amaze me that when I have something lingering in my mind, a friend will call or I'll happen across something in a book or on-line that relates and puts my mind to rest. Today my answer was in the scriptures, referenced above. I was filled with overwhelming peace as I was gently reminded, as I have seen many times in my life before, that Heavenly Father is aware of my needs and provides a way in all things.

Picture Wreath

I made this picture wreath today. I think it's a perfect gift for grandparents!

Go to kidz if you want instructions on how to make it!!! Speaking of kidz, the professional layout has been approved and should be up any day now. Keep your eyes pealed - I'm excited for you all to see it!!!

*Blushing*

I'm blushing over here, but also relishing in the bloggy love! I've gotten three awards this week from people who read my blog. All I can say is thank you, thank you, thank you!!! Thanks for reading, supporting, commenting, making me laugh, and keeping me entertained with your blogs!

I'm totally loving my blog flair over on the sidebar with these awards. I feel so posh! ;o)

Okay, enough about me, let's talk about me - I mean my husband. Well, I've been tagged a bunch the past few weeks too, and that means I'm supposed to tell six unique things about me. Well, I am quirky and unique, but I've already told all of you about that one too many times. So I decided to switch it up a bit and tell y'all some of Oby's quirks. This was actually a challenge. It wasn't hard thinking of quirky things about him, but narrowing it down to only six was where the difficulty came in! But I managed, and here ya go....

1. He is honest. This may sound like a compliment, and in some ways it is. Before I met Oby, I'd met way too many men who were not truthful and it didn't take me long to figure out that Oby's motto was 'say it like it is.' It was soooo refreshing to me, and I loved it! Well, I still appreciate this virtue in him for the most part, but, well, have you heard of the term 'brutally honest?' Let's just say I'd just like to take some of the brutality out of the virtue, if ya know what I mean!

2. He is committed. If Oby tells you he will be there, he WILL be there. He will never flake out. He will always be on time, well most likely five minutes early. If he sets a goal, he will accomplish it. When he makes a decision about something, he sticks to it.

3. He is goofy. He is soooo goofy. This boy is always making me laugh. But ugh there is nothing worse than laughing when you're mad. He is a master at making people laugh when they're mad at him. Even when he was a child, if he would do something naughty (which happened often) and his mom would get mad at him, he would do this silly dance and annoying laugh, and she couldn't help but laugh and it would make her sooooo mad! Oh, he does the same thing to me all the time, and he's teaching it to Chloe. She can't do it on her own, but if she's being fussy and I start getting irritated about it, he'll pick her up and make her do the dance and laugh.... before long, we're all laughing. He's a nut! And he really cranks up the goofiness when we go out of town. I don't know what it is, but if we're not at home, he just really decides he needs to be silly. Just about everything he says and does makes me laugh. I love it!

4. He thinks outside of the box. The way he thinks and problem solves is beyond my comprehension. Because he takes a different approach to things, he often comes up with different conclusions and solutions that are simple yet brilliant. It is so intriguing to me. He amazes me.

5. He is a man of God. Once he does come up with solutions to life's problems, he always takes them to the Lord in prayer. Even though he is decisive, he is also incredibly humble. He will often have made up his mind about something, then after a prayer, he will be able to change course without hesitation, if he felt prompted to do so during his conversation with the Lord. I am much more stubborn than him in that way, and I am grateful for his faithfulness. It is enlightening.

6. I know he loves me unconditionally. Without making you all gag, and go into too much detail, just know that Oby loves me and I know it without a doubt. I am immensely grateful for this type of love. It is empowering and uplifting.

I love you Obadiah!!!

Was I the Last to Know About This???

So Oby came home from work a few weeks ago and asked if I had ever heard of the Community Food Co-Op. Here I thought I knew everything, but I was dumbfounded. I had never heard of this!



I looked into it and my take on it was that it is basically a very convenient, year-round farmer's market. I read that you could buy the following....

2 lb. Eye of Chuck Beef Pot Roast
2 lb. Chicken Breasts (boneless/skinless)
4/4 oz. Center Cut Pork Chops (boneless)
Fresh Fruits (3 varieties)
Fresh Vegetables (5 varieties)
Stone Groundʼs Artisan Wheat Bread
16 oz. Black Beans

So.... how much do you think you would pay for this amount of food? Well, no matter what your answer was, I'm sure it far exceeded the actual answer: $23. Hello - it's a steal! And better yet, all the food is from local farmers so everyone wins - you get lots of food for a bargain, AND you support your community. In Utah, there is a $5 lifetime membership fee. There is no qualification or application - in fact, on the Utah site it says, "If you eat, you qualify." You submit your order at the beginning of the month and pick it up at your local site at the end of the month. You can get smaller shares and also do add-ons (like in December the add-ons include nuts, jams, fresh-pressed apple cider, teas, and whole-grain dinner rolls). Mmmmm your mouth is watering, right???

Well, this really did sound too good to be true. So I thought we would try it once. We picked up our November order last Saturday. I am so pleased with the food we got!

We've been snacking on the wheat bread today and it is a real treat! All the fruits and veggies are perfect and delicious! I have meals planned around the meats for the rest of this week.... I'm telling you, you've got to look into this! Just do a web search for your state and 'community food co-op' and I'm sure you'll find what you're looking for!

If you'd like to look into the Utah co-op, click HERE. If you want to see a list of the Utah pick-up sites, go HERE.

Honestly, I feel like we hit the jackpot with this. I hope you will all look into it as well so you can provide healthy, well-balanced meals for you and your families and support your local communities at the same time!!!

Today is brought to you by the letter 'S'

Chloe Swinging on the swing in her Sunday best....

big Smiles

Sassy boots and posh sweater dress

Grandpa Phil's Seventieth Birthday party....

Silly cake topper

Zeke sitting with Great-Grandpa Phil

Izzy's so happy to be with her Grandpa Great

Seriously stylin' Auntie Alli brought some sweets....

This sweetie sure knows how to make sugary cupcakes!....

scrumptious cranberry apple,

sinful Boston creme,

and splendid lemon poppy seed

Seasons Change

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace... He hath made every thing beautiful in his time.

--Ecclesiastes 3:1-11

Today as we were raking leaves and getting the yard cleaned up before winter comes, I was thinking a lot about how much I love the change of seasons and how hard other changes can be. Change is inevitable, I know that. But it happens so often, quickly and sometimes unexpectedly. It can be hard to deal with it!

Chloe was a good little helper

The last few weeks I've read my grandparents' life histories and have been working a little bit on Oby's grandpa's life history. It's been making me think about my life story too. In every single one of those lives, there have been dramatic changes - tragedies, miracles, broken hearts, changes of heart, aging, illnesses - that forced them to redirect their course and come up with a new action plan.... Not once or twice, but time after time after time.

Then, as often happens in my life, just as I was thinking so much about this, a friend came to my rescue. When I came in from a day of yardwork, I opened up my email to find my friend had sent a quote about change that she thought I would like:

"There comes a time in life when something happens that changes everything. Changes the way you think, the way you act, the things you do, the things you say... there comes a time in life when you contemplate your beliefs, and you are tested. A time when your life's momentum screams to a sudden hault, and life before you know it... is over. When that something happens you have a decision to make... whether it be a decision of faith or hope, or a decision of bitterness or despair. It is a decision that will decide your fate. Most of us fear the day when something happens. We fear because we don't believe we can persevere. But then...something happens... and instead of losing yourself to despair, doubt, and uncertainty... you feel life breathed into you...you feel peace, you feel calm, and you even feel a smile... the unexpected emotions are startling... your faith...un-nerving. How could I feel this way, when something happens? The answer is simple, and so often over looked... the answer is eternal. When something happens I pray we can all see that "something" in Gods eyes... I hope that something will strengthen you, and make you a little better than you were the day before. There comes a time in life when something happens that changes everything... All I have to say is...let it."

--Author Unknown

I think it is so important to be open and ready for change, and most importantly, to recognize God's hand in our life, refining us, guiding us, and helping us. And to realize He has a purpose in all the changes we go through. This is much better explained by CS Lewis:

"Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what he is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the teaks in the roof and so on: you knew thatthose jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently he starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make sense. What on earth is He up to? The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of - throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were going to be made into a decent little cottage: but he is building a palace."

TGI Friday Night!

Unless we have some sort of family function, Friday nights are usually for staying in. Oby is exhausted after a week of long work hours and school studying, paper-writing, and test-taking. So we do something easy for dinner, watch a flick, and just relax. It's so nice! Tonight we mixed things up a bit and threw in a new aspect to our fun Friday nights. We finally got ourselves a..... drumroll please....

It was actually supposed to be a surprise Christmas gift, but

I can't keep a secret!!!

As much fun as our Friday nights are, they're usually over pretty quick, because Oby's exhausted and hits the hay early. I pretend to be sad and wish he'd stay up longer. But as soon as we kiss goodnight, my frown turns right upside down and I get to my little routine.....

DVR Remote: Check.

Diet Dr Peper: Check.

Laptop: Check.

Okay, looks like I'm all set!....

I love my husband and I love my baby, but I need some me time and trashy shows now and again.... So hooray for Friday nights!

Did someone say DESSERT!?!

How cute are these turkey cookies?....

INGREDIENTS:
Oreo cookie
Candy Corn
Hershey Kiss

OPTIONAL: Green icing(or white with green food coloring)
Red icing or small piece of red licorice

DIRECTIONS:
Divide the Oreo into two pieces. (An adult can do this easily without breaking the cookies by using a sharp knife.)
Place four or five pieces of candy corn around the top of the Oreo cookie that has the icing.
Place the flat part of the Kiss in the icing at the bottom of the Oreo.
OPTIONAL: Add green icing to the other half of the Oreo so the Turkey will 'stand up'.
OPTIONAL: Add a touch of red icing or a small string of red licorice to make the waddle.
OPTIONAL: Eyes can be added using small pieces of icing or by 'stealing' a little bit of frosting with a toothpick.

I might make them for a play date next week. I have to think of somewhere to take them, they're just too cute not to make! But I won't be taking them for Thanksgiving dinner. There's no sense having cookies, when there's pie! My personal favorite is my mom's banana cream pie. I don't make it nearly as good as she does, but I do a fair impersonation. Here's the recipe! WARNING: It's TDF (to die for)!

MOM'S FLAKY CRUST

1 1/3 C sifted flour (don't forget to sift!)

1/2 tsp salt

1/2 C Crisco (butter flavor works best)

3 Tbs water (fridge temperature)

Preheat oven to 425. Bake 10-15 min. Prick bottom if unfilled.

MOM'S BANANA CREAM PIE FILLING

2/3 C sugar

1/2 tsp salt

3 Tbs cornstarch

1 1/2 Tbs flour

3 egg yokes

1 Tbs butter

3 C milk

1 1/2 tsp vanilla

Mix sugar, salt, cornstarch, and flour. Add milk. Cook until a scald. Pour a little into 3 beaten egg yokes, then add the rest back into the pan. Cook until thick then add butter, vanilla, and sliced bananas. Do not stop stirring!!! (I use a whisk).

Dear Nosy Onlooker,

I know you're watching me. You're everywhere. I pray for a positive outlook on my situation and I find it. But then I have moments. Moments when you onlookers just look at me funny and make me feel negative, not about my daughter's handicaps, but about you. Moments when, for some unknown reason, you feel the need to tell me that I must be doing something wrong because my child doesn't seem to be doing things the way you see most other children doing them. Duh! Don't you think I know that??? She's doing things differently because she is different.

Like the time at Old Navy when Chloe was arching her back really hard. She does this because she has a neurological disorder. Some days it's worse than others. This day it was really bad. I left my house in a hurry because I felt couped up and stressed out from one of her bad days and I forgot her stroller. This was unfortunate because she can't hold her head up, let alone her body, so she isn't able to sit in a cart. So I walked around Old Navy, browsing at clothes, and literally wrestling with my daughter's arching body. It was a fight with her and a struggle with my emotions because every time she arched, I felt that ache in my heart - something is wrong with her and I can't fix it. You had no idea what was going on, I know this. But for some reason you, Nosy Onlooker, you insisted on shooting unfriendly glances my way for a few minutes, then coming up to me to tell me I should just put my daughter in a cart. What I wanted to do: slap you silly and tell you to mind your own business. What I actually did: looked at you with a frustrated stare, then turn and walk away.

Then the time at the outlet mall. Chloe was wearing hand braces to help hold her thumbs and fingers in proper place since she is unable to do so on her own. You were working and making small talk. You told me my son was cute. I let that slip, since my beautiful daughter was wearing a green shirt and her bald little head didn't have a bow on it that day. I wanted to be polite so I just let it go, even though I wanted to say, "Duh. The green shirt has glittery silver lines on it. Do boys wear shirts with glittery silver lines? And hello, she's wearing capris! C'mon now, you're a guy - do you wear capris???" But no, I'm a nice person. I just smiled and didn't want to make you feel dumb. So I let it go and let you keep thinking my adorable little girl was an adorable little boy. No biggie. Then you had to go and ask, "What are those funny bracelets he's wearing?" Okay. That's it. I let your ignorance go for awhile, but, Nosy Onlooker, you have crossed the line. And really, you still think she's a boy, but you're asking about bracelets? Oh my do you have a lot to learn. So this time I go with my instincts and I react curtly. It's not usually my style, but you have pushed my limits. "My daughter has physical disabilities. These aren't bracelets. They are braces." Then I leave the store, and leave you stumbling over your words. I feel bad for you, really I do. But honestly, what was I supposed to say???

Yesterday was one of those blissful days, where love and gratitude filled my heart. The sun was shining, not a cloud in the sky. Chloe was being delightful and we ran errands. We stopped in at Costco. I grabbed the jumbo-sized Costco cart. I got out my handy-dandy infant car seat and clicked it in to the cart. I sat my extra-long (98 percentile) 18-month-old in the car seat. I immediately burst into laughter at the site. Her head is sneaking up over the top. Her legs are dangling over the bottom. It is quite a site. I know this. But it works for us. She can't sit up, so I use the infant carrier when we go shopping. I stroll gaily through the large aisles, humming songs and chatting with Chloe. I am so happy, nothing can change that. Then you come into the picture, Nosy Onlooker. I notice you gawking, but I ignore it. Then I see you walk toward me, out of your way, and come up to share your opinions. I try to find somewhere to run because I know what's coming and I don't want you to ruin my happy day. But there's nowhere to hide and you manage to get out the ignorant statement, "Your daughter really is much too large for that carseat. You should get one that is the proper size. It is unsafe to have her in that carseat." I don't know how to respond, I'm at a loss for words. This gives you time to throw in another dagger. "And did you know she can sit in the cart? If you're worried about germs, they make little covers you can put over the handles so she doesn't get germs." I'm flabbergasted that you think I'm the dumb one. I'm speechless. I want you to walk away, but you stay, insisting on a response. I envision picking up the Costco-sized fruit platter I'm standing by, and lugging it at your head. I start to smile as I think of your body covered with grapes and pineapples. I snap out of my daydream, and you're still standing there!... just insisting on a response. So I decide this is not my problem and I'm not going to respond in a way that will make me feel guilty and ruin my happy day. So I smile and simply say, "My daughter has special needs. She has a proper car seat. We only use this one when we're shopping. I wish she could sit in the cart, but she's not able to hold her body up." I continue smiling and nodding as you are finally at a loss for words, then I go on my way thinking, 'Poor, poor Nosy Onlooker.'

I wish you thought before speaking. I wish you realized that everything is not as it seems and you just don't know everything like you think you do. I wish you understood that some things are just none of your business in the first place, and you have no place to tell complete strangers what they should or should not be doing. But as out of line as I think you are, 95% of the time, I will smile and nod and explain politely that my daughter has special needs. I know this will make you feel dumb, but really that is the best response I can think of. In the future, though, please just keep your uninformed opinions to yourself! Know this, that not all children are the same and not all parents are yearning for your completely uneducated advice. Please forgive me if I seem curt, but I just don't know how else to respond to you. I will try to be as polite as possible, but my situation can be frustrating as it is, and your impoliteness just adds to the frustration. It would be wise of you to follow the advice of William Penn. "If thou thinkest twice before thou speakest once, thou speakest twice the better for it."

Pebbles

When I was a little one, my mom would often put what little hair I had up on top of my head, kind of like Pebbles from The Flintstones.

The other day Mom found one of the little barrettes she would put in my hair back in the day, and she insisted we try it in Chloe's hair. I didn't think Chloe had enough hair for a barrette to hold, but I was wrong.... it worked!


I tried finding a picture of mini me with this same barrette in my hair, but I couldn't. I did find a picture with my hair up, though....

Ya gotta love the Pebbles 'do when you don't have much hair to work with!!!

Talk To Me

Hey everyone! I'm going to be a little shameless right now and ask, no beg, you to go over to my side project, KIDZ, and participate in Talk To Me Tuesday. KIDZ is fast on its way to becoming a real, legitimate blog.... a professional layout is in the works and should be done shortly! For those of you who don't know, KIDZ is a blog that I've created where I hope to celebrate the lessons learned from special needs children, and connect everyone with inspiration. One of my hopes is that the readers will share their own inspiring stories once a week, starting this week! So jump on over to KIDZ to check it out and share your story! And, as always, I'm open to anything you'd like to point out that you like, that you'd change, or that you'd add. Also visit our recipe affiliate blog, Nana's Kitchen, where Chloe's Nana will be sharing her awesome recipes - YUM!

Click HERE for KIDZ

and click HERE for Nana's Kitchen!

Thanks for your support!!!

Friendship, Food & Fashion - Oh My!

Today I decided to organize my recipes (for about the millionth time) and I came across one of my favorite treasures! Let me explain.... During my first year of college, I went for several visits to Rexburg, Idaho to visit my high school pal Jeri Dawn who was attending Ricks College. On the first visit, she made a delightful dinner, and everytime after that, I requested that she make the same dinner. Finally, she shared the recipe with me along with this note:


Isn't that sweet? I highly recommend giving this note to your friends when you share a recipe. It has been so much fun through the years as I'm going through my recipes to come across this note from Jeri Dawn and think of her. Even though for many years, we lost track of each other, she was still a little part of my life!

Here's the yummy recipe she gave me, that has been a staple ever since:

Poppy Seed Chicken

• 1 whole chicken, cooked & deboned (or any boneless, skinless chicken tenders or breasts - I use 6-8 chicken tenders) boiled instead of baked. Use enough to layer the bottom of the pan.
• 1-2 Tbsp chicken broth
• 1 can cream of chicken soup
• 1 pint sour cream
• 1 small box Ritz crackers
• 2 Tbsp poppy seeds
• 1 cube margarine
• Layer chicken in casserole dish. Mix together soup, broth & sour cream. Pour mixture over chicken. Cover with crushed crackers. Top with melted butter and poppy seeds. Bake at 350 for 30-35 min. Stir before serving.

So - I want to share a precious moment with all of you, my bloggy friends, and give you one of my absolute favorite recipes. It is sooooo easy, and always a hit with the people who eat it!

Sweet and Sour Chicken

• 3 lbs boneless, skinless chicken breast
• 1 tsp garlic salt
• 1/2 tsp black pepper

Sprinkle chicken with pepper and garlic salt. Let stand for 1 hour or more. Dip chicken in corn starch or flour. Brown in hot oil. Place in baking dish and cover with the following sauce:

• 3/4 cup sugar
• 1/2 cup vinegar
• 1/2 cup chicken stock (or buillion cube)
• 3 1/2 Tbsp ketchup
• 1 Tbsp soy sauce

Preheat oven to 325 and bake uncovered for 1 hour, turning once or twice. Cover with cashew nuts and sliced pineapple. Serve with rice. Makes 4-6 servings.

Speaking of friends, here's Chloe with her favorite friend of the month, Turkey Tom, and she's also showing off the fashionable pants I made her....