William came running, "they killed him.". He was upset and crying. The other boys had found a caterpillar, and killed it. I was happy that William had compassion for the living being.
He had a catapillar on his neck later. I took it outside so it could live. William was freaked out by it. He said, "are we going to tell Mom my dirty little secret?". Where did he get that phrase from?
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Starting at 6 weeks, this is the story of my efforts to raise William. And Andrew! And cope with it all, as honestly as I can.
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