This morning at breakfast Jackson told us that there was a moose under the table. Mom: "Really? A moose under our table?"
Jackson: "Yeah, my moose is under the table."
Mom: "What will the moose be having for breakfast?"
Jackson: "Oatmeal with blueberries."
Mom: "Oh!"
I wonder how long the moose will live under our dining room table, or how much oatmeal a moose will eat for breakfast?
