As I begin this post, I know that what I'm trying to relay isn't going to be nearly as funny in this format as it was to hear in person. But I've got to try.

If you read the last post you'll know that Luke ended up having a great day at school yesterday. When I picked him up, he jabbered on and on about digging in the sand and playing with friends...all the things an anxious mom would want to hear. But David got a very different story...

According to Luke, he used a shovel to build a volcano in the sand at the playground...okay, that sounds good. But then the volcano erupted and shot a rocket into the air. The rocket hit and killed a chicken. The kids then went into the street to shoot other chickens with real guns.

David stopped him at this point to ask if he went into the street without a grown-up.(Yes, this is the part David questioned!?!)

Of course David acted relieved to hear adults did accompany the kids into the street, according to Luke they watched for cars while the kids shot the chickens.

When David questioned the use of guns, Luke changed his story to fake chickens and water guns...but still in the street.

It was wild to hear Luke tell this story and to watch David follow along as if he was buying it. Up to this point Luke has never expressed much of a wild imagination or boyish fascination with guns or violence. Maybe I should be concerned about the lying or violence against animals, but at this point, I'm just entertained.