I was on the phone one afternoon last week with my friend A. I was in the living room talking with her, laughing, having a good ol' time. I walked into my kitchen to warm up my coffee. I notice all 3 boys in there and D had his hand on the oven door. He looked at me waved and grinned. I walked past them to the coffee pot, turned around and saw D with my oven mitt on closing the oven door. Now, I'm a true multi-tasker who can drink her coffee, carry on a phone conversation AND figure out what the kids are into. Seems like my oldest hasn't caught onto that fact yet. I opened the oven door, looked in and on a big pan were .... acorns.....leaves....dirt.... in.my.oven! I explained to A what was going on so she could listen to the conversation I was going to have with D, yes she was ROFL. I asked "What are those?" D " Acorns" me "Why" D "To feed the deer", I stopped there cause A was whooping in my ear and I really was trying to hold it together. So I took a breath and continued but you must know this, we live in a subdivision, no deer. Me "I don't believe I've seen any deer around here lately" D "It's for Granny's" (she also lives in a subdivision) Me "I don't believe there are deer at your grandmothers" D "There could be if they smell these acorns" Me, dumbfounded at this point, " Ok but I don't think so" D "She's got some woods, there could be." At this point I just gave in on the deer point, Me "Why are they in the oven?" D"We're drying them out, they were wet. Do we have any more salt?" Me "I'm not sure the deer will like salted acorns" ALL the boys "yes they will, you can buy salt blocks for them at Sportsman Warehouse" Me "It's in the pantry" D "Never mind. I'll just use molasses, they'll like it better" I thought A was splitting a gut on the other end. I just took my coffee and myself back to the living room realizing there was just no reasoning at this point. A was still on the floor. Big Daddy got home and found the gallon size bag of toasted, roasted, and molassesed acorns on the coffee table in the living room. He held it up and very puzzled asked "What's this" D told him. He looked at me and I said "It's for the deer" BD "Where" Me "At your mom's" BD " Well, ok". Alright, was I the only one in the house who does not understand toasting nasty dirty acorns for the deer that are nowhere to be found.... Hello...... Where am I again...... Oh that's right..... BoyLand!!