Brynlee Butterfield, Braedon Butterfield and Kaylie Uzelac
While taking a dirty diaper outside, this gigantic grass hopper lept onto my shirt. AHHHHH. I had to have it. It was perfect. I captured the creature and the games began.
A mysterious present (no kid can resist a mysterious present) c'mon people this is too easy!
Eenie meenie minie mo was the only fair way to decide who the lucky present recipient would be. Kaylie Won.
Kaylie gloated to her cousins that she had won the eenie meenie minie mo game with a little victory "na na na na na" then set to open her prize. The second the box was opened not only did the hopper bound out of the but the three kids screamed then bolted in all directions to avoid the beast. All the while I was snapppng pictures in hystarics a safe distance away. My mom swears that this is child abuse but I'm convinced it's just good clean fun. The evidence to support my claim lies in the fact that after the innitial shock of him, Kaylie got to love him so much that she gave him a name, "Harry Hopper" and she and Brynlee followed him giggling in delight as he bounced all over the living room. That is until it sufficiently grossed me out to have Mr. Hopper bouncing all over my living room.
Once again...It's all about the little things people