Its a Check!!

So, today is the day the yard gets mowed. As is SOP, I leave the check for the yard guy out on the back patio table.

This morning, as the boys and I were getting ready to leave, I looked out the back door and muttered to myself that I'd better put the check in a ziploc bag in case it rained. 3 1/2-year-old G2 heard me and joined me at the back door.

Conversation followed:

"Where's the check?" he said, brows furrowed.

"It's on the table right there," I said, while fetching a ziploc bag and going outside to bag the check.

"Where, mommy? I don't see a check"

"Right here." I held up the check. "See?" I bagged it.

"Mommy, that's not a check! Where's the check?" He was getting mad now.

"This is it, in this bag. It's for the yard guy." I showed it to him.

"No, mommy! That's not a check!" He's agitated.

I'm thoroughly baffled. "G2, what's a check look like?"

"It's yellow and it goes 'peep' 'peep' 'peep'! And the mommy sits on it!"

Pause...

"Oh. " I had to move away so he couldn't see me laugh.