DW on blind deer

Last week our gravel road was under repair.

An extremely large backhoe worked hours moving mounds of dirt, replacing a tube under the road and clearing out the ditches for better rain runoff. DW was fascinated with the BIG tough machine.

One evening the BIG tough machine was parked along the side of the road, resting for another day. DW and I were traveling down the road, heading home, when a deer darted from the cornfield directly in front of us. He was ruining straight toward the BIG tough machine.

DW: Mom, What if that deer is blind and can't see the backhoe?

Me: Oh, he can see it buddy.

DW: What if he IS blind and can't see?

Me: He can see buddy. Deer aren't blind.

DW: NO MOM! What if he HAS something in his eye and CANT see the backhoe!

Me: OH, Ouch! lol. That will no doubt hurt!