What better way to spend a Sunday morning. Isabelle found this worm in the grass at church and had to walk home cradling it in her hands the whole way. I truly couldn’t believe she touched it. I don’t remember ever wanting to hold a worm, ever. She walked so carefully, making sure the worm was protected. The worm was alive when we left the church, I wish I could say that he made it home. She was so sweet with it though.