As we were sitting down to our lovely dinner of ribs and corn, Matthew was dancing in his chair. He had many tales to tell, because he had been on a long-awaited field trip. He couldn't wait to tell Daddy all about his adventures.
"Dad, Dad, Daddy, Da-a-a-a-ad. Guess what? Today we went to the Animal Cemetery!"
Dennis looked a bit surprised.
"An animal cemetery? I suppose that was... interesting."
Matt was gleeful.
"We saw LOTS of animals! It was so cool!"
I could see the confusion settling into Dennis's head. Four year old children and dead animals makes for a rather disturbing mental picture.
"You went to an animal cemetery? Really?"
Matt nodded solemnly and replied,
"Yes. The animal cemetery. It's where all the animals live."
I figured that the Mommy-Translation should come quickly, before the conversation took any strange turns to pet funerals or burial practices.
"Matt, I think you mean sanctuary. You went to the animal sanctuary today."
"That's right, Mom! The Audubon is a great animal cemetery. It has so many animals."
Glad we cleared that one up. Sigh...
1 comment:
LOVE it!
Julie
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