Sawyer and the grasshopper. It was an inevitable encounter.
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I don't know who found him first, but Tristan came tearing into Grandma's house yelling, "Mom! Come see!"
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I had to go see. It's what moms do.
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I really wish this picture were clear because we might be able to tell how the grasshopper feels about all this.
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Maybe we could guess: Surrounded, overcome, analyzed, on the spot, unsure, panicked, and without a prayer?
Grasshoppers and little boys, it's a complicated relationship.
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The series of photos in this post cracks me up because of how the boys are resting at the end, probably because something amazing could happen and they wouldn't want to miss it, but since it might take a while, they get comfortable -- SUCH BOYS!!
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