Woolybear caterpillars are everywhere in Grandma's yard this time of year. Sawyer found one that was on a mission.
I could NEVER do this. Put one on my arm, fine. I think it finally hits him at the very end, and that's exactly how I feel about it. It would elicit a primal squeal from me. Could you do it?
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This post reminds me of your wild-eyed expression from across the room in our bedroom at 818 after one of us found a bug in our bed and we were both freaked about possibly feeling ANOTHER one. Eeew! Eew, eew!
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