Grasshopper

Yesterday we came home to find a little green grasshopper in the house. The girls went nuts. They thought it was so cool and wanted to play with the poor little fella. I told them it would be okay but not to pick it up or try to touch him because we didn't want to hurt him. For a good fifteen minutes there was a lot of laughing and giggling and crawling around after him.

Then Camille said, "MOMMM, the grasshopper is dead."
Me: "Are you sure? or is he just not moving."
Mil: "He's not moving and he's dead too."

So, I go to investigate. There was little Miss Natalie with the grasshopper body in one hand and his head in the other. Yup, the grasshopper was dead.



My apologies Mr. Grasshopper I did not intend for you to meet your demise in my house but thank you for the entertainment you provided to my children. You led a good life.