Charles worked with Son4 to create a crawdad trap from a 2-liter pop bottle, and it was set in the pond. The next morning, the boys strode into the kitchen, Son3 holding this in his palm, with a couple of fingers wrapped around the backside of it, and declaring, "I caught a crawdad!"
It looked pretty big to me, and as I moved closer I noticed its pincers looked strange. I looked at one, then the other, then back to the first, and with brow furrowed, I was about to ask what had happened to the critter, when Son3 admitted, "It's not a crawdad," then he picked it up by the tail end and held it rigidly upright -- a root.
Sure fooled me.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
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Fooled me, too!
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