Ok, so I posted about this on my baby board when it happened last winter, but looking into my backyard this afternoon reminded me of this classic anecdote, and it still makes me giggle. I just had to relive it...
I'm changing Maya's diaper in her room and Mark comes in. This is the conversation that follows:
Mark (softly): There's a body in our backyard.
Me: What, dead?!?
Mark: No, alive.
Me: That's called a person!
Mark: What's a person?
Me: What did you come in here and say?
Mark (louder): There's a bunny in our backyard.
Turns out he was telling me quietly because he didn't want Maya to get all excited about the bunny if it were to run away before we had a chance to get to the window. (Which it did.) But I couldn't for the life of me figure out who would be in our backyard during a snowstorm, and why Mark would choose to label said person as a "body"!
Ah, yes. Classic.