While sweeping the floor the other day, I came upon this lovely creature that had found its way into our house...
I shouted to Ashleigh to grab her bughouse and then mustered enough strength to somehow manage to get that bug in. Ashleigh proudly proclaimed his name to be Sam as if he were an old long lost friend... (Oddly enough when I was a child we had Monarch butterflies that visited our house in New York and I named one that would strangely visit each and every year Pete.)
Here she is checking out Sam and note the littlest member of the family behind Ashleigh's shoulder... who doesn't want to put a bug net over your own head?
We let Sam go after Daddy's came home from work... he buzzed us once and then flew over the fence and across the neighborhood... silly, I know, but how cool is that?
So cool! I used to have a toad that would come to our house every year named George. :)
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