RIP, Mr. Sewer...

Today the girls and I were playing catch on the sidewalk outside our house, when out of the blue and in all seriousness, Quinn points and asks, "Did someone die and get buried outside our house?"

Yes, yes indeed sweet Quinn.  A man by the name of Sanitary Sewer died and chose our yard to be buried in.  Rest in Peace, Mr. Sewer.

Perhaps we have spent too much time in a cemetery?!