It started as I was pulling weeds in the girls "garden". As usual Malia asked me to find her some worms and this day we hit the jackpot! There were worms in every weed I pulled up. Malia started out holding them with Gabi watching from the side in disbelief. She was exibiting the same disgust as I was, but I tried to look past it, and she wanted to be involved so we both just kind of watched Malia and enjoyed her enthusiasm.
The more worms I pulled, the happier she was and kept commenting on how wiggly they were and how cute they were. She encouraged them not to crawl off her hand and fall off. She started in on telling stories about which worm was the mom. the dad, the baby, the brother, and the sister. When attempted to take her picture with her beloved worms she said "not me, just the worms mom" I had no idea how deeply her love for dirt and worms ran! I actually had to convince her that she shouldn't bring the worms inside because they would miss the rest of their family! Oh Malia, you make me smile!


