resurrecting squirrels?

it was monday morning at the britton house. we looked out our front windows to see a squirrel laying in the middle of the street, freshly hit by a car.

elias, in his sweet (almostthreeyearold) innocence, said "awwww. wook, the squirrel. he sweeping." ben and sam quickly informed him that the squirrel was not sleeping, but dead. elias continued to argue "he just sweeping, he not dead".

the day wore on and the squirrel got flatter and flatter as more cars "hit" him. and elias finally conceded that the squirrel "hurt his head" and is not alive anymore...

fast forward to tuesday morning - the squirrel is gone from the street. elias comes out of his room for breakfast and sees another squirrel running around. "OH! WOOK! the squirrel - he not dead anymore!"