Wordless Wednesday: The Real Meaning Of Smooshed

We live in a subdivision. People speed. It makes me nervous. I’ve been telling Vincent since he could walk that if he goes in the road he’ll be smooshed like a bug. A couple weeks ago he got the chance to sort of put two and two together when a squirrel on our road was run over.  This crazy turkey vulture swooped in and started eating it. I’ve never seen a turkey vulture in Michigan and I most certainly haven’t seen one hanging out by my house.  Guess the 90F heat and the stench drew him in.  It was sort of sad to see my 3 yr old struggle to understand what was happening.


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