My mother taught me to always check pockets while doing laundry; however, I don't think she would have expected to find what I have.
Alexandra and Curran, like most children, love the outdoors and all that it encompasses. They like to dig in the sandbox, putter in the garden, and climb the trees. Alex has caught garter snakes and frogs, as well as, numerous grasshoppers and beetles. Unlike Curran, who is definitely a kid who likes to look but not touch, he is quite OCD when it comes to getting his hands dirty.
This morning he goes outside to play in the sandbox and discovers a frog. He wanted to go get Alex from school so she could catch it and remove it from the sandbox so he could play. Mr. Frog decided to leave the sandbox willingly, but as soon as he disappeared Curran decided that we should have kept him for a pet.
Curran's want of keeping the frog reminded me of Alexandra's multiple rescue attempts this spring and summer. She wasn't rescuing frogs though, she was rescuing worms. You know how after it rains and the worms come out onto the streets and pavement; my daughter would gather as many worms as she could on the walk home from school and smuggle them inside. I have found them in shoe boxes, jewelry boxes, ziplock bags, and even her pockets.
I have decided to start preparing for winter, and as I gather the summer jackets for washing, I am more than a little cautious about what treasures I will find when I check the pockets.
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