Curtis and the Crow

10 Jun

One evening as we sat down for our evening meal my oldest son Curtis starting telling my husband about his day.  He was about five years old at the time. 

“Hey Dad, you see that big tree in the backyard by the garden out there?” 

“Yes”  my husband replied.

“Well, today there was a Daddy crow and a baby crow up high in that tree and the baby crow fell out of its nest.”  said Curtis

He continued, we listened as he pointed animatedly to the tree out back.

“The baby crow landed down in the garden and he had his nose stuck in the mud and he couldn’t get out.  So the Daddy crow flew down to the garden and he pecked and pecked at the mud until the baby crow was unstuck.  Then they both flew back up to the nest.”

My husband said  “Curtis”  waiting for him to deny that it had really happened.

Curtis said “Dad,  It really happened and he worked a long time to get the baby crow unstuck.”

My husband said ” Curtis” giving him that look like he better fess up to the truth.

Curtis knowing he was caught in a story looked at his Dad and said “Well, It could have happened!”

In the past few years as we have seen various individuals weaving their tales before Congress, news agencies, and judges I’ve waited for the moment when just one of them looked into the camera or spoke into the microphone and spoke those exact words as my son “Well, it could have happened!”

How refreshing would the truth be instead of contrived elaborate stories.

1 Comment

Posted by on June 10, 2010 in Life Happens


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One response to “Curtis and the Crow

  1. Linda Anderson

    June 10, 2010 at 9:51 am

    AMEN! to that! How refreshing indeed! Unfortunately, the only time they “fess up” is when they get their hand caught in the cookie jar!


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