crunch, squish, wipe, spray, wipe, flush.
'Bye bye cricket' i say, in my mind...
but Bennett was with me, watching.
And he says, out loud 'Bye bye cricket'
bends down, looks at the spot on the floor where cricket once was
and gives it a little kiss.
'bye bye cricket'
he says again.
2 comments:
good karma
i love how sensitive he is...my dad and henry found a grasshopper at the playground yesterday. my dad picked it up, showed henry, gently stroked it, and then set it free or at least he thought. Henry took to 2 steps and stomped it and smiled. Funny how I love bugs (and you don't) and our boys feel the exact opposite!
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