Louise grabbed my hand and pulled me into the porch. She didn't want me to finish what I was doing. She needed me *now*! I looked down and she was wearing big brother Carl's boots on her feet and had one of her ladybug boots on her other hand. She pointed to the window-- at a bug that was trapped between the glass and the screen..
"I'm a BUG CATCHER, Mama. I have to catch it."
She stared intently, willing it to come out.
With a little poke of the boot, she wanted it out. 
Fortunately, we have a few fly swatters around for such occasions. Bug catchers need the right tools. Two pairs of boots, a fly swatter and no pants. Sounds about right.
I think she finally gave up when she heard that dinner was ready, but the determination on this one makes me wonder where her future will take her. This little bug catcher might just conquer the world... in her underwear.
2 comments:
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So great. The boots are hilarious. Must have been a good dinner to pull her away!
So sweet! Just like her Mama before her, determined to get the job done, even if she has to do it with no pants!
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