Bugs and Worms

We finally had a nice weekend so Sache and mommy were planting flowers while daddy was fixing parts of our fence. As we are spending the day outside Guy and I will occasionally hear bloodcurdling screams from our daughter and then she will run to us crying. One time it was an ant. Another time (or two) it was a bee. Then there are flies- she has always hated flies.


The strange part is that as I am digging in the dirt, she gets so excited when I find worms. As I find the worms I give them to her and she digs a hole in another flower bed and puts them in. At one point she had a worm in her arms rocking it like a baby. She has assigned each worm that she has placed in the dirt a role in the family- there is a mom and dad worm, brother, sister, cousin, etc.


The last scream of the day, before I decided to take her inside, was when she said "A spider was trying to eat my worms and it scared me!" So, in Sache's world, worms are great and bugs are bad.