Yesterday was just BEAUTIFUL and so we spent the majority of our day enjoying the sun shine. Later in the evening, I was inside with Andy and Shaelie and Tayson was still outside riding his bike and playing. He walked into the house and said...
Tayson: Look!
Me: What do you have?
Tayson: A rolly polly! He is a shy little fella! He is sooo shy!
Us trying not to laugh too hard: He is shy huh! Please take him back outside, we don't being bugs in the house.
Tayson then took it back outside. About 5 minutes later he walked back into the house.
Andy: Where is your rolly polly?
Tayson: He's dead!
Andy: He's dead! What happened to him.
Tayson: His head is broken!
Andy: How did his head get broken?
Tayon: I pulled on it!
Well there you go kiddo! No wonder the poor thing was so shy!
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Hahaha! Reading your blog is reminding me a lot of my little pirate. How fun! :)
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