Why do I tell you these stories?

Last week, as we pulled into the driveway, the boys spotted a big gray squirrel dead in them middle of the road.  I noticed immediately that it was smashed and not going to be any good to eat.  I breathed a sigh of relief.

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Roadkill Cafe

The boys, however, were all kinds of excited.  “Can we go pick it up?” they asked, bouncing up and down in their seats.

This is where I realized how far I have come as their mother.  “Sure”, I shrugged, “Why not?”

They cheered.

I had no idea what they had planned for me.

They began immediately to check out the squirrel’s tail.  I heard them excitedly exclaim that it should work.  They dropped their back packs outside of the house and got to to work.

“What are you going to do?’ I asked, knowing that the squirrel itself was too smashed to be in the crock pot this time.

“We are going to take the tail and put it on your suburban antenna,” S1 explained to me, as if I should have caught on by now.


Oh, yah, that is exactly what they were up to.

I was so dumbstruck by this that I didn’t have a word to say.  “It’s going to be so cool,” they explained to me, “Everyone is going to know it’s our suburban now!”

I wanted to mention that they already did know this because of the John Deere decorative plate in front of the suburban but apparently that wasn’t cutting it anymore.

Some time later, they sadly came to me to inform me that the tail had been too badly damaged and unable to be used.

I had no words to let them know exactly how I felt on the subject, so I just said nothing at all.

There are probably some of you out there who are so wishing the boys evil plan had come to be.  To you I say…you will probably get your wish.  They are determined this will make the suburban the coolest family vehicle and everyone will find us the coolest.

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