I know I just blogged but I had to write this little memory down for our scrapbooks and thought I'd share it with all.
While I was in the other room working on our computer Cash's playing seemed to cease and there was silence...naturally I had to investigate because if Cash is awake and there is silence in the house it usually can't be good. I found Cash looking at something in his hand and as I got closer I saw that it was a fly. Normally I don't get to excited over something like this because Cash seems to find any insect possible and this type of thing is pretty common. But lo and behold as I got closer I found it was alive and still wiggling it's little legs all over the place - yuck. How in the world did a two year old catch a fly with his bare hand when I can't manage to hit them with a swatter?