Here I am sitting at my computer doing emails when William walks into the office and says "here mom, I drawed this for you" and hands me a piece of torn paper. On it is, what I thought it was, a very colorful turkey. I could see that he had traced his hand, drew legs and colored it in, all nicely done. So I say "Oh William, what a nice turkey!" His response, "It's my hand mom, not a turkey."
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