The other day, Johnny came running in from the backyard, "Mom! My see flying squirrel!" After a few clarifying questions to make sure I properly understood him, I said, "Oh, I don't think that there are flying squirrels in our yard." He replies, "Yes! Is!"
I chalked it up to just be a combination of too much Wild Kratts and Johnny's budding imagination.
But this morning, we were out on the deck and he points to the squirrels that were jumping around in the trees of our yard. He sees his opportunity to redeem himself and adamantly points out, "Him on one tree and now him jump to another tree. That means he a flying squirrel."
He's kind of right, they do look like they are flying about above the ground.
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