It is a good thing that a worm farm does not take that much care, otherwise our poor little worms would be suffering. There is little you have to do to worms living in dirt, so I think it is just our speed. It has been a very busy weekend. I have had three sick babies and have gotten very little done except taking care of them. We were in the ER all morning with the three youngest. They have RSV. I am keeping a close eye on them.
Bradley is feeling better now and it was a nice day. He was out in the garden digging for more worms. He didn’t find any, but he did get a few leaves and tear them up and put them on the top of the dirt because he saw this in one of his books. He is such a smark kid, very observant.
We recently went to the library and checked out several books on worms, along with an Iron Man book. Bradley is flipping through one of the worm books, “Keeping Minibeasts: Earthworms,” (love the title) and sees a picture of a worm stretched out on a wet sidewalk. He is so excited and says, “See, Mom! I TOLD you they like water.”
And the only thing I can picture is a poor bloated worm tangled and tied onto the end of a sharp fishing hook. I did not tell him this, but we did continue reading and found out that they like water, but they can drown. I don’t think Bradley has made the connection of fishing and worms. Gardening and worms, yes. Fishing and worms, no. And I just see Papa Bear eyeing our worms for fishing. I told him they were going back in my garden. Poor worms. They are “minibeasts” and very useful, ya know!
More on worms later. Bradley is loving the project. He is just soaking up so much information.
Poor coughing babies, wheezing babies, and feverish babies. Back to cuddling.