funny things my kids say...continued

So I was outside Saturday with the kids. I was sitting in my neighbor's driveway with my neighbor and of course, the baby. Connor is by the tree in our front yard. He is kind of moving his feet around the bottom of the tree. Here is the conversation:

"Connor-what are you doing?"
"Chicken. Chicken. Stupid Chicken."
Crap. He must have found a baby bird in our yard. So I get up and go over to him.

IT IS NOT A CHICKEN. IT IS NOT A BIRD. IT IS A DEAD MOUSE.

EEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Have I mentioned I do not like critters very much? It has green stuff coming out of it's lower region. BLECK.

My neighbor is kind of laughing because I have no idea what I am going to do with it. If I could have found someone else to take care of it, I would've. Paul is going to be gone until tomorrow. And I couldn't really make my kids clean it up (could I?-never mind). My neighbor says to use my shovel. Okay. Now I have a plan.

I have Shayne bring me a ziploc bag and two Walmart sacks. I put the disgusting green flowing creepy nasty mouse in the ziploc bag and then drop it in the double bagged Walmart sacks. I then take it to our trash can and put it in. I then wash my hands and find Connor.

"Connor-that was not a chicken. It was a dead mouse and we don't EVER play with those."

"Stupid chicken."

Yep-stupid chicken.