Noah asked his kindergarten teacher if he could share his bucket of live worms for his sharing day and she actually said "Yes! That would be great Noah! We are going to be studying worms next week." Shocked at her reply he ran to tell his good buddy.
Cole was digging in the dirt as I pulled weeds and he found a worm. He exclaimed, "Mama, I think worms love dirt and I just put dirt on him....I think he loves ME!"
I was explaining to Cole (actually just thinking out loud) about how we have SO many dandelions in our backyard - I am overwhelmed with how to get rid of them. (We have very meticulous neighbors). Cole cheerfully encouraged me by saying, "We can share the picking Mama...first Noah, then me, then you."
Last and most sad, Cole's fish died today at 16 months old. He was a blue Betta fish named Nemo. Noah looked in the new bowl we had just cleaned and prepared at the motionless fish. He said, "Cole I think your fish is...dead." To which Cole swiftly replied, "Don't say that dead word because that's like "The Lion King" movie when Scar died and he died for REAL." But don't worry, Cole's okay. We buried Nemo at sea (down the toilet) which only fascinated Cole about plumbing and how that works.
Little Boy Wisdom #33: The boys would agree with this - "Hurt not the earth, neither the sea, nor the trees..." Revelations 7.3

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Your vinyettes (sp?) are so soothing and warm hearted, Laura and Kevin! I look forward to each and every one ... and return to all again and again. Thank You!!
Peace, love and hugs,
Aunt Susan
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