And the grasshoppers can breathe a sigh of relief. A very excitable nature explorer has learned to corral his enthusiasm for little critters into an oh-so-gentle touch. This happy development saves his older brother a great deal of anguish, and delivers his parents from off-the-cuff lies . . . Oh, that cricket must have been just too tired to stay awake another moment. Let’s let it sleep. (You know, those little white lies to save little children from a broken heart for an accidentally murdered cricket…)
Imagine having another one of those little faces about the place – you’re a very lucky woman!
What’s the collective noun for boys? A boisterous of boys, perhaps (ha!) or an enthuiasm of boys, or a happiness of boys.
All good.
Hahaha – I love the cricket white lie. Absolutely gorgeous photo too.
Maybe a exultant, bellowing crash of boys.
If the skylarks, bullfinches, and rhinos don’t mind sharing.
Seems like a fun way to write a poem.
Amazing picture!
BEST. PHOTO. EVER.
So amazing, I think I might frame it. lol.
Haha–an exultant, bellowing, boisterous, happiness crash… that’s about right.
Mom–I’m always so happy to see a comment from you–here or anywhere else–it makes me miss you on your blog less. Hope you’re doing great.
SO adorable-so, so, so adorable.
love love love the photo. a friend’s two year old and i discovered a ladybug last week–I couldn’t think of a lie fast enough so when she asked where the legs were I told her it was dead already, it wasn’t going to move. she changed the subject. ha!