I was sweeping in the boys' bathroom today and Tripp was in his room "cleaning"
Tripp: "I'm going to check on my worm."
(He caught a worm a few weeks ago and put it in this bug barn thing he made with my Dad)
Tripp, walking into the bathroom where I was: "Oh, he's dead. Here I just dump it out right here for you to sweep up. Okay, Mama?
'Preciate it!"
Ha! No Problem, Son!
Me, reading my Fortune Cookie: "You have an ambitious nature and will make a name for yourself."
Tripp: "Hey, I have a nature shelf!"
Glad he wasn't all broken up about it.
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