Tis the season to bring home any little critter you can find. We’ve had a turtle, some kidnapped baby birds – which I ordered my eldest to “Put back!” – lots of earthworms, and my favorite, little green inch worms…

They’re very photogenic.
And here is the story of the critter that got away…
The other day I came outside to find Noah almost 15 feet up a tree, precariously teetering on a flimsy branch and poking a stick down a knothole in an attempt to capture the baby squirrel within. Crazy little boy! As I approached the tree to tell him to “get down before he broke his neck,” the poor baby squirrel came scurrying out of it’s hole and ran furiously around the tree trunk a couple times, almost setting Noah off balance. Elijah and Zeke, standing at the base of the tree, thought this was hilarious. I, on the other hand, did not. All I could picture was Noah plummeting to his death.
Boys. I’m sure they must have 3 or 4 guardian angels as opposed to the one that a little girl probably has!
I’ve told Noah to stick to catching inchworms as pets.






















