Parenting situations you don't think about

So this morning Sawyer and I left the house to walk to church (Bryan is at work). We go to the end of the sidewalk and Sawyer stopped in his tracks and grabbed my leg because there was the most gruesome squirrel carcass laying at the end of the path.

I didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to do. So I quickly marched him through the flower bed and out to the street. He held my hand really tightly and after a minute started asking questions. Lots of questions. Questions I could not answer. Ok, some I could: 'Yes, the squirrel was dead.' Yes, I like squirrels.' And my favorite - 'Yes, I prefer living squirrels to dead ones.'

When we came home he really wanted to investigate the squirrel and I felt that the investigation could quickly lead from wanting to look at it to wanting to poke it with a stick so I said no and bribed him with McDonald's.

McDonald's is the only thing I could think of that would capture a child's attention more than a dead squirrel. McDonald's or maybe a power ranger.