This morning as Husband was driving off to work, he spotted a turtle in the driveway. Dodging the downpour, he ran back to the house to share "the find" with Dear Son. As nearly everything dies that makes it into his hands, I was not excited to see the demise of such a sweet creature, so told Dear Son to let it go. Suffice it to say that the downpour doubled in intensity. I caved, for the morning only, and turned it into a nature journaling experience. This is the result, by Dear Son, aged 6.
Not to worry, he will go crawling off into the rainy yard this afternoon.
