The inside story about the Falcon

We went to Red Butte gardens on Saturday and Ethan got this funny little bird call. He told us he was going to summon  a hawk to be his buddy and we laughed. Twenty minutes later, Ethan and I were hanging out in the backyard. He was playing with his bird call and all of a sudden a small bird drops out of the sky and into my garden and this falcon comes down and lands on top of the kids sandbox not five feet from where I was sitting. It scared the piss out of me. It was huge!!! Seriously bigger than a small dog.
Ethan and I ran inside and I yelled for Aaron to wake up from his nap because there was a hawk outside. He thought I was kidding but after me screaming for five minutes he finally came upstairs and looked out the window. He said, "What the f*** is that."  He wanted to take a picture of it but my camera was in the car. The falcon jumped into my garden trying to hunt the bird. Aaron went to get my camera and the bird flew over our house and into the big tree out front of our house.
Aaron and the kids just parked themselves on the front lawn looking through the binoculars at him. He finally caught a little bird, beat the crap out of it by slapping it against the ground and started eating it in front of the kids. They loved it. I couldn't watch.
Aaron is convinced that Ethan summoned this hawk with his bird call. What do you think?