Tonight we went to family fun night at Z's school. Someone was dressed as an enormous mouse... I think he was from some story book. He had a green coat and wire-rimmed glasses. And someone to guide him around since he couldn't see out of the giant rodent head. Here's what happened when I pointed the furry visitor out to the kids:
Me: Hey Z, look at that giant mouse over there.
Z: I think that's a rat.
Me: Why do you say that?
Z: Mice don't grow that big.
A little while later, A pushed ahead through the crowd, about eight feet in front of me and came across this furred monstrosity.
Me: I'm right here.
A: That reindeer really scared me.