Worm Day

Today it rained for a few hours straight and even had some big, slushy, flakes of snow coming down with the wet. The boys were going crazy so after naps, I took them for a walk around the block.

We saw a coupla fat robins in the trees. When we looked down we saw why. The boys started collecting worms and I got them to throw them onto the grass lawns as we walked.

Davis wasn't as adept at getting the squirmers up and often came up with pieces instead of whole worms. "Look Mommy, I got his face!" Poor squirmers. What's worse - drowning in the gutter, being eaten by birds or having your face pulled off by an almost-4-year-old?