While waiting in the truck in the parking lot of Cabela’s.
Rhys: I want to go bear hunting with Dad.
Bria: One day you can. When you’re older.
Ammie: Daddy should hunt a pig!
Bria: We don’t have wild pigs here. But there are places that have them. They’re called wild boar’s and they’re very vicious.
Rhys: What’s vicious?
Bria: Mean, angry, dangerous.
Rhys: I know how to kill a wild boar.
Rhys: Well, I’d just shoot it right in the eyeball.
Bria: That might work.
Ammie: I’d shoot it in the tail!
Bria: (Trying not to laugh) Hmm, that might not work.
Rhys: I could hit it with a rock.
Bria: You’d have to have pretty good aim.
Rhys: What about a big rock?
Ammie: A HUGE rock!
Rhys: A rock that’s…54 feet tall!!!
Bria: Yup, that would kill it.
**I’m not kidding, my whole day is conversations like this.