Anyway,
The boys found a fuzzy caterpillar. And they were very excited.
Max was scared to touch him because he was worried he would be spikey, but I led the way and then everybody gave him a fuzz.
I think the boys felt like crazy safari adventurers, so of course I had to take a bunch of pictures.
Anyway, the next day they were out front for some reason and found another caterpillar on the wall. They figured it was the same one.
THEN, the NEXT day they went out looking for him and couldn't find him. Max told Sandy that he must've "made a chrysalis and turned into a butterfly." Max reports that Sandy said, "I'm so proud of him now!!"
Sandy came running into the house to me saying how proud he was of his caterpillar because he turned into a butterfly! I was confused, but charmed of course. By the little loquacious one and the big one who was being so sweet.
And that's the whole story of boys and caterpillar. At least for now.



1 comment:
And it IS a sweet story. But I think that the fuzzy ones turn into moths. We have crazy big black and yellow ones in the barn. I find them under things, all curled up for the winter. Very chunky little guys. I kinda hope that neither of those guys of yours just suddenly go chrysalis and sprout wings and disappear!
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