Little Chicken

The other night I was putting Jack to bed in Mommy's room and we were doing our normal ritual of me checking out the wardrobe to make sure there's no chickens in it. (Jack may be a little scared of chickens hiding in the wardrobe while he sleeps). I opened the first door, no chickens. Opened the second door, no chickens. Opened the next door, no chickens.

That's normally what I do and then we lie down, but that night he said "No, Daddy, no - there's a little chicken in the closet! Check the closet!"

So I said, "Ok, but I don't think there's a-" and as I opened the door there was this tiny little chicken statue sitting on the floor looking up at me.

"Jack! There IS a tiny chicken in there!"

I was SO surprised, I started laughing and Jack was clapping his hands and saying "I put him there! He's in the closet!"

So funny.