we found a bee

we were walking from the car to the house and saw a huge bumble bee on the walkway. both boys were smitten. I, of course, was picking it up and trying to touch the soft fuzziness of it. Asher honed in on that fact and wanted to hold it and love on it. I could tell by the sweet cooing he was making. His "cute animal" voice; a series of oooh's, oh's and ahh's at the highest pitch imaginable laced with sweetness. When I hear that I am at my happiest, since it usually involves my boys being sweet, nurturing and nondestructive, with a cute/fuzzy/small animal thrown in the mix.


I didn't realize until now how fitting his shirt was!



The only thing left to do after you properly harass a bee is to....Play the "drums"!!