Larien and I spent some time by the fish pond in the warm weather. She saw a worm and asked me to pick it up. I did.
"Look, Mommy," she pointed to the writhing earthworm on my hand. "It's pooping."
We watched it for the next few minutes as it spread worm feces on my hand.
2 comments:
You are a very good mommie.
There's nothing like a little worm poop, is there?
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