I took the kids for a bike ride the other day through the parking lot behind our house. As we were walking, I noticed that a black vulture, which is not native to our area, was flying over. (I am no bird expert--my dad pointed them out when he was here.) I mentioned it to Graham, who was mostly unimpressed. The bird flew away. I headed for home.
When I turned around, Graham was lying on the ground by his bike. I walked over to see what was wrong. He said, "I'm being a dead carcass to see if it will come back."
In my opinion, he was very convincing. Maybe that is how I can get him to lie down for a nap.
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