I was wandering around the foyor at church last night trying to figure out which class I wanted to attend. I heard a loud "HEY PAPA" and turned just in time to catch Andy who was running toward me at full speed. Casey walked up behind him and gave me a warm hug. We talked for just a minute when Andy found a little caterpiller struggling on the floor. He showed it to Casey. She got down to Andy's level and picked the caterpiller up. While holding it in her hand she talked to Andy about the wonder of butterflies. Then they walked, hand in hand, outside to find a new home for the little caterpiller.
The caterpiller and I are both glad Casey was there. I would have squished it....
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I remember a time when you might have eaten the caterpiller.
ReplyDeleteand i wasn't fat back then....maybe i should go back to the old ways..
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