I was working on an article at my desk the other day when my daughter came in.
DAUGHTER: We found a weird dead animal outside.
ME: Oh yeah?
DAUGHTER: Yeah. So we drew it. Look!
ME: Wow. Nice.
DAUGHTER: We’re not sure what it is. Can you tell us?
ME: Looks like a mole to me. Where did you find it?
DAUGHTER: In the path in the backyard. The ants are eating it.
ME: You should catalog your find further. Here, take the camera and get some shots. I’m sure your mom will want to see them.
I went back to work on my article and forgot about our strange conversation until I just downloaded the contents of my camera and found the following images:
Yep. Definitely a dead mole.
Subject matter aside, why do photos taken by children always look creepy as heck?
I love my kids. Life is significantly more hilarious with them around.