It All Comes Back To Bacon

The kids are learning about the Pilgrims and the Iroquois in history.  So, of course, all pretend play currently revolves around the things they have been learning. Today on our morning walk they decided to take their toy bows and "hunt" animals for our dinner.

I always say that Abby is my "Caedmon Translator" because I often have a hard time understanding what he is saying.  He has trouble with certain letter sounds (especially the "R" sound) and Abby is really good at deciphering his words. However, even this one was tough for her. 

This is how my conversation went with Caedmon:

C:  I just shot a wall bird!

Me: A wall bird?

C:  No. A wall bird.

Me: A Robin?

C: NO!  A WALL bird.

Abby: Oh. I know!  A ROB-ber?

C: NOOOO.  A WAAALLL bird.

Me: A wall bird? Like, a bird on a wall?

C: NOOO MOMMY!  A WALL BIRD...you know, like BACON!

Me: Ooooh!  A RAW bird. 
C: Yeah...you know it is wall before we cook it!

So, the next time  you eat bacon...remember the wall birds!!