This is the worm she brought in from playing in the mulch. She held that little guy for ages. Her expression is not one of stress, but the new “smile” she gives when I want to take a photo. We started with one worm but he went back outside as two. . .
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Oh my! I just spent two hours reading! You sound exactly like you did when we were little girls in Manning! Your family is precious.
I could never let a worm just sit on my arm like that! Brave girl!