Cole came running into the office Sunday morning yelling to me "Mommy, I found a shark! It's moving out there. Come see it." So I get up to follow, wondering what a "shark" could be. Cole pointed to the dirt area on the lawn and said "See it moving?" I look closer and he had found a slug. "Please let me hold it mommy" Sure, just don't bring it inside.
Later on he had wrapped it up in a bandana and called it his "little baby flug" We are working on his "S's".
