The family is driving down the road and a giant shadow passes over our car on a very sunny day. We all look out the windows to see what it is.
To our amazement, we see a very large hawk that has flown directly between our car and the sun casting said shadow.
Upon watching the giant bird soar through the sky Caleigh remarks,
"I don't like hocks. I only like peahocks. I like it when they are on the ground, though. I don't like peahocks when they fly."
What causes her little brain to think of peacocks whenever we see a hawk is beyond me. But, when she speaks with such sincerity, it is very hard for Chad and I to keep our composure and not laugh.
You can check out an earlier Quip on peahocks here.
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