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| My 3 yr old boy, Sam, holding a worm. |
Please accept my apologies for the damage Sam caused you.
He's only 3 years old and his fine motor skills are still developing. He tried to hold you gently but didn't realize that his squeezes and pinches hurt.
The way you moved across the ground without arms and legs fascinated Sam. He giggled at feeling of you squirm across his hand.
What Sam really wants is a pet but mama refuses to allow him to have a dog, so he has settled for finding worms in the backyard.
I truly am sorry about the plastic bag and cardboard box fiascoes. Sam believed he prepared you good homes. He filled the containers with dirt and grass and water, just like outside.
He didn't understand that too much water would cause you to drown. Or that sitting in the sunshine would cause you to overheat and shrivel.
Again, my apologies. I can only hope that you forgive us.
Yours sincerely,
Sam's Mom
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Thanks, Meg!!
OMG. I have a whole lot of letter-writing to catch up on. LOL.
Very cute. :)
This was an awesome post. Thank you so much for sharing. I can not tell you how many ladybug we have sent to heaven. This was a brillant post. Thank you so much for saying this on the blog hop this morning. You made my day!
Cynthia
I am in hysterics. This is something that Hayley would do too. Poor worm but he tried! I am the same way with allowing H to have a pet. Love this post!!
THis reminds me of a time when i was little and i found "SNAKES" on the patio and lost my $hit. I was out of my mind with terror! And they were just earthworms.
Fast forward a few decades and now I do backflips when i see how many of those very same "snakes" are working up my soil in my garden and compost! Who knew??? Found you at Saturday Laughs.
He really wants to have a pet! Ha! When I was his age, worms were only for fishing with.
Danielle @ Royalegacy
Oh, poor little worm! Poor Sam!
Adorable letter, though. :)
Oh, poor little worm! Poor Sam!
Adorable letter, though. :)
Thanks for your fun comments. When I was Sam's age my grandpa would take me out to the compost heap in the summer. He'd move the dirt back with the hoe and I'd squat over the dirt and pluck out the worms. Then we'd drive down the hill in his old Ford pick-up and go fishing at the creek that ran through his sister's property. I have fun memories associated with worms. :)
Sweet!! Little boys and bugs...love can be rough! ;-D
Thanks for linking this up today.
I think I owe a few letters to worm families as well. We are slowly, after 2 plus years, learning we must be very very gentle with worms and other critters.
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