Quick, before I get Sidetrack'd

I suppose that at some point in every child’s life he or she has something that lives in the closet be it imagined (monsters) or real (ducks in my brother’s case). For a while now Little has informed me on a semi-regular basis that I have chickens in my closet.

But the chickens don’t just stay in the closet. Sometimes we have to get them off the dresser or out from under the dresser. Sometimes they are playing in the shower. You never really know where the chickens are going to be, but wherever they show up we have to herd them back into the closet.

I’m glad there isn’t something “scary” lurking in the closets around here, but chickens? Where does she come up with these things?