<h3>Oh Boys</h3>

Yesterday, Julius came in from outside and said, "Here mom." I saw something white in his hand. Figuring it was a flower, I stuck out my hand. Into my palm dropped a dead white moth. Thanks buddy. I know that this is only the beginning of lots of gross things being brought into my home and probably dropped into my hand or lap. I was thankful this time that it was only a moth. And it was dead. I'm a little scared to see what will come in next time.