So you're wondering why we're called the Turkey Farm... My Grandma East Texas used to say that she lived at the Ginger Bread Farm. I always loved the way they had named their home. We lovingly call each other turkeys all the time, and so we are the Turkey Farm.
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that made me want to cry. i don't know why. i already want another baby and yet i feel like i still have 2 babies since august isn't 2 yet. ha.
I made that for April when they were expecting their 5th son. I love, love, love the poem. One of these days, I'll frame it and put it on my wall.
Funny how much I love those babies of yours I haven't even met yet! Love you!
Thank you for making it for me. I ADORE it and it helps me make it through on the tough days.
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