You may remember how I love rat sandwiches. In case you don't, I'll remind you. This summer Morgan dreamed that I ate a rat sandwich, and he was very upset over my poor choice in food. He lectured me for days about eating good foods, and rats and mice were not good food.
Apparently, my love of rat sandwiches has caused me to feed them to others. This week Morgan had an upset stomach and when his grandma asked him why he explained just what I had done.
6 comments:
That is hilarious! I love the things kids come up with.
Kids have such glorious imaginations!! I love it!(at least lets hope it was his imagination! ha)
Start writing this stuff down in a book. It'll be titled "S&%* My Kid Says". It'll be a NY Times Bestseller :P
lolol!!! My tummy just turned a few times over the visual of the freshly-roadkilled-yet-lovingly-retrieved-from-the-road-for-sandwich-goodness rat, but that's what makes it such great story!
Bawahahahaaa!
At least the poor rodent died of somewhat *natural* causes and not some horrible vermin virus...THAT would be a bad mommy ; )
(and a bad sandwich!)
Maybe he should eat Rat-tishes :)
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