My parents have a wonderful large backyard with lots of trees and places to explore. Yesterday morning, Bria and Chloe went outside and found a surprising amount of bird feathers. Like hundreds of them. They were so excited when they brought their haul back into the house, that I almost couldn't bear to burst their bubble. I started to to say something about how maybe we shouldn't have them in the house and let's go wash our hands when Joel came downstairs and saw the abnormally large pile of feathers in front of Chloe.
He immediately freaked out and began telling them they could get bird flu and how many germs are on those feathers and that birds eat dead animals and did he mention the bird flu? And that they must throw them away right now.
Chloe sat there for a minute, looking at her beautiful feathers.
Then she said, "Can you get me a pair of gloves so I can throw these away?"
I think I can be pretty sure that my children will never pick up, let alone touch, another abandoned bird feather ever again.