We were watching Jason stalk a cardinal in the yard. Mike told him not to kill it or he'd get arrested. Noah wanted to know why. Mike told him that the cardinal is the state bird of Illinois. Noah said, "I thought the eagle was the state bird." I piped up with, "No, the eagle is the...(trying to think of the word 'national').....country bird." Noah assumed his best redneck twang and started belting out a country song about eagles that went something like this:
Well I'm a country bird,
flying around looking for roadkill
to feed my hungry babies.
I drop a carcass in the nest,
and they get guts all over their beaks.
Cuz we're country birds....ooooh...country birds....
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