Fat Ones Slimy Ones....

On a freaky Friday after the rain, what better activity to do with two adventurous two year olds than discover wiggly wildlife. We have an hour to kill and a wide open parking lot near the forest covered with creepy crawly long wet pink and brown worms. So we helped these poor innocent creatures make their way back to the dirt and discovered little things about our slimy little friends.
At first one of these little munchkins was terrified and too timid to pick one up but before long he was plucking them up like a pro. He decided to explore their elasticity and nearly tore one in two, but we know they survive greater dangers than a two year old and fortunately stayed intact.
Our other little outdoorsman didn't hesitate for a second and was picking them up left and right. Flinging them into the grass like they were potatoes into a sack. Big, small, fat slim, he didn't judge, just followed the mission of putting them into the grass and not down the drain. He needs to work on his speed in which he tosses as it doesn't make for a soft landing for them, but fortunately they don't have any bones so what's the worst that could happen from 2 meters?
I myself realized I am still not that Girly of a girl to roll up my sleeves and poke some innocent worms to watch them twist into cool shapes or pick them up to prove they won't bite. A true Vermonter and gentile keeper of the less fortunate beauties in nature. I wouldn't say it's my favorite rainy day activity or that I would join the worm protection society or anything, but I think that if there is an opportunity to show kids something cool and teach them kindness to animals...even if they need to work on their skills, I am all for it. Here's to the worms!