Purple Turkeys

Troy: “Look, dada! Look what I made today!”
Me: “It’s a turkey, cool.”
Troy: “I want to give it to mama to hang on the refrigerator.”
Me: “Cool. What’s this thing hanging down between his legs? Is that a tail?”
Troy: “No. He’s pooping.”
Me: “Oh…uh…why is it purple?”
Troy: “He had candy.”
Me: “I see. I’m sure mama will love it.”