Out of the mouths of babes ... death

There is a family of rabbits that live around our neighbourhood. I think there are about 6 of them. 4 brown and 2 black. I'm not sure if they are someone's pets, but they seem to run wild and I suspect they like to eat my flowers.

Today, I drove around the block an extra time so that the kids and I could spy out where any of the 'Peter Rabbits' have been lately.

From the back Miss piped up quiet matter-o-factly, "I can't see them mum, I reckon he's dead! Been killed."

That stumped me. She wasn't upset at the thought. Then Master and Miss had a conversation about the ways Peter Rabbit might have died.

Well, that was an eventful car trip home from school and preschool.

Just sayin'.