"Mom, want to see the bones I dug out of owl vomit?"

OF COURSE Colin said this. And of course I was alarmed. I had no reference for anything as I had just walked in the door Thursday evening after my second night of conferences.My first thought was to ask if he found vomit on the playground. Who did you do this with? What?!?

It turns out that he had an activity on carnivores with his latchkey classes. (Francis Howell calls the program Vacation Station.) The class was studying owls, and were looking at bones from animals that they owls had eaten. I have no idea if he actually looked through owl vomit. I don't really want to ask.

He was so proud to show the bones off. He told me about one was a mouse jaw, and there were some ribs and leg bones as well. He talked to me for about 10 minutes about these bones. How awesome is it that he got to do this!?