{my sweet, sweet heart}

Just a bit ago I heard, "Mommmmmmmieeeee, there is a BUG!"

I went into the kitchen and simply told E to stomp it as I didn't have my shoes on. He looked at me with those big eyes and sad lip. Okay, it took me a millisecond to remember who I just told to squash a bug.

"But, Mommy, can't you just get a paper towel and scoop it up and let it go outside?"

That's exactly what I did praying the entire time that whatever critter a thin paper towel provided no barrier that it would not sting me. The bug is released back into the "wild" of our backyard.

I love his tender heart. Although Uncle Mr. Shawn Sir is sad over the loss of another prospective hunter.