Welcome to Our Home Nature...

A month ago or so Grace and I found a fuzzy wuzzy (that's what we called it anyway...) on the ground, it looked like this:

My oh so sweet, animal (and I guess bug lover?) kissed this catepillar, then gave it a special seat on the deck. (In my chair.) She then carried it around the yard, and taught it how to play in the sand box. (I'm guessing a job working with bugs someday?)

Well, a month or so later, on this gorgeous night, we were building sandcastles in the sandbox when lo and behold our old friend graced us with his presence. This time, he looked like this:

Alright, alright, he didn't look exactly like this, and I don't even think that it was the butterfly/moth that fuzzy wuzzy's even become... but it was fun nonetheless. Grace enjoyed saying hello to her old friend, and trying to catch him. Her attempts were unsucessful, to the point where she asked him to leave, but a memorable moment to say the least. (A bonus lesson in science!)



Along with this, we also have some ducks that enjoy sunbathing on our pool tarp. You would think that living in the city would save you from the wildlife. Nope, it's here full force, and tends to wave it's err...feathers (or fur!) at us from time to time. My young animal lover was not pleased with this one. We were all ready to head out to the park with our popsicles when we spotted him. I yelled and waved, he didn't seem to mind, so we went out the front door instead. (I didn't really feel like being attacked by a duck. Do they even really attack? I know that swans do...) Going around the backyard, we look over, and he was still there! "Dumb duck!" G hollers....yup, you know who said that out loud five minutes prior. The joys of motherhood :)