Children have a way of talking about death that I find very curious.
Somehow, a normal conversation about dogs ended in two little girls talking about dogs being run over. This was not mentioned once, but several times.
They mention the fact that they died nonchalantly, they don't seem upset in the least. They try to one-up each other with stories of squished dogs.
A very bizarre turn of events at what was supposed to be mystery storytime.
In other news, I work today and then I am off for a week. Too bad I have responsibilities to attend to. Boo-urns!