Today, at dinner, our lone deer came out of the woods and across our yard, as it does about every third night or so. (OK. I have no idea if it is the same deer, but, to me, they all look the same and for the sake of my story, it's the same one.) I mention to the kids that the deer is back. They have not yet seen it, so they both jump up from the dinner table to look. I am expecting awe or something. Instead, I hear from The Girl, mind you, "Can we shoot it?" The Boy adds in that if we use a silencer we could totally do it.