Buggin' Out

We've been buggin' out around here, and I mean that in a good way. There is a corner of our front yard that is well stocked with little creatures named armadillidiidae. In these here parts, we call them roly polies. In the afternoons, we've been planting ourselves in this spot. Here's the play-by-by.


The rolies live where a strip of grass meets this little brick wall. Margaret pulls back the grass.

And TADA..."a woly poly!"

She tries to make their new home comfy with grass and leaves. She offers them a crumble of her granola bar which is her favorite snack. She thinks this jar idea is the greatest invention since...well...the granola bar. We hope they're happy in their new home.

She looks inside a hundred and eight times to make sure they are ok and that they haven't "gone to school" or "gone to dare mamma."

Please take a look at the sky on this particular day...prime for huntin' rolies!

By 7:30 pm, her new friends have hardly left her side. Here they are, post bath. Despite the fact that her jar is transparant, she feels the need to open the lid to peak inside. Not sure how I feel about this, since they're hanging out on my bed. 

I've since declared my bed a bug-free zone. If you've got a bug catcher in your parts, you may want to do the same. You never know what might creep out!


P.S.  Margaret's mani/pedi are compliments of Aunt Liz. (Only an aunt could get away with that!:)


P.S.S.  The next day, she had a new recruit.