Finders, Keepers

I was lying in bed, and I heard Ian come into the house and attempt to show Amy something, followed by Amy letting out a gigantic scream and ordering him to throw it away and wash his hands. I knew it had to be interesting.

Within minutes, Ian was in our bedroom, completely crestfallen, looking for consolation. We had the following conversation:

Ian: Daddy, I just thought I saved something. It was already dead. It was lying in the road of our driveway?

[I asked him what it is.]

Ian: A rat. It was this big [holding his fingers a couple of inches apart]. I think it was a baby. Maybe it was a mouse.,, A red ant was at its mouth. I scared the red ant by taking the mouth by its tail. Maybe the red ant put its poison on it to make it dead.

Then Daniel came in and reported as follows:

Daniel: Daddy, Ian found a dead mouse, then he threw it in the garbage and washed his hands, and I looked it in the garbage to see a dead mouse

(June 26, 2010)