Anna found a spider by the front door. She needed to love it for a little bit. She let it crawl all over her arms and hands. Then I let her know that the spider really would rather be outside with his family, home, and food. She agreed and let him go home. She loves bugs.
It was tiny.
Can you tell that I'm wearing yellow in this shot? The sun hit me and BAM, yellow refection all over the place. yuck.
Anna: See Mom, there he is. Is he going to go home now?