Yesterday morning we woke up to a foggy scene. Anthony was giving me his usual weather report before I got out of bed when he noticed something unusual through the haze. Of course we needed to investigate.
Grab the camera, momma!
I put on my robe while he put on his monster rain boots and we headed out the front door. We were greeted with an amazing creepy scene. There were spiderwebs everywhere.
In the grass.
On flowers.
Against the house.
EVERYWHERE.
Anthony was in love with the "haunted house" scene and couldn't stop talking about the spiders and how many there were and how busy they must have been the night before and how big they probably were and how he wants to see them and how we should take lots of pictures to show daddy and how we should call daddy to tell him all about this and how he wants to touch all of the webs to see if they're all sticky....
In his excitement he was one, gigantic, run-on sentence of happiness.
Oh, to be a three year old boy.
1 comment:
Sounds like you have a little science-lover on your hands. Fun!
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