Jonathan and I were up on the third floor when the trash truck came by, and he likes to watch, so I brought him to the window. The third floor attracts and kills flies (not sure why) so it was no surprise to see a fly buzzing around the window.It was obviously sick because Jonathan was able to catch it (neat pincer grasp...) and he did a good job of dissecting and smushing the thing. (don't worry grandmothers, I washed his hands immediately after.) Jonathan had no hesitation about catching and holding something that wriggled in his hands. (My sqeamishness has increased with my age.)
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Heather Daley on
December 23, 2004, 2:08 pm
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