As I was putting one of our little 'moth friends' in our bug house, I accidentally closed the door on it's head. Not really a big deal...unless your heart is as tender and sensitive as my little Remi Roo's. He cried and cried and asked me why I killed his moth friend. Talk about breaking my heart!! After we got over the death of one of his beloved friends, I told him he needed to find a special spot for them to go night-night. He went to his room and after awhile he came back and said he found the perfect place for them. I was not a bit surprised to see them sitting on his toy box right next to his bed.
Our night of moth catching reminds me of the our night of frog hunting last September...sweet, sweet memories.
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He is quite the hunter! Couldn't believe some of the moths made the trip to SA alive. Uncle B convinced him that he needed to release them so that they could survive. It was fun to hear Remi tell the story of how he found and captured the moths.
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