I can almost guarantee you that this post is not at all about what you are thinking it's about!
Saturday evening we were driving home from my dad's place at the lake. It was 7:30 by the time we left, so it was definitely dark. We were driving on a particularly wooded stretch of road, and my husband noticed two deer along the side of the road. He wasn't driving all that fast to begin with, so he stopped, put the car in reverse, and backed up so that the kids could see the deer. We sat there for about a minute, looking at the deer, and then realized that there was another one on the side of the road. We discussed that one side was probably waiting for the other side to cross the road, and we were obviously in the way. We continued on our way, and as we were driving HT announced that when we get our own pet deer, he's going to name them McDonald's and Burger King. My husband and I laughed out loud! We have no idea why he thinks those would be good names for deer, why he thinks we would ever own pet deer (is there even such a thing?), or why he thinks he get sole naming rights! He is something else!
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