This morning we went for a walk on the Clear Creek trail. As Robby pushed us along in our gigantic stroller we felt as if we would die from the humidity. Butterflies assaulted us from every angle nearly giving me a black eye, and stealing all of our money. Just when we had given up all hope, we spotted four deer prancing gayly in the open field nearby. When I showed them my switchblade, they knew the gig was up...they made a mad dash for the trees. Then what to our wandering eyes did appear? Two wild turkeys! When this all went down, it wasn't nearly as exciting as we've portrayed it, so we spiced it up a little. Who would've known there were wild turkeys in Bloomington?
