The Last Of Bug Week

 

We found a carpenter bee on the front porch that already bored his last hole.

Then we got lucky because it was pouring outside and we couldn't make it out to look for bugs.  I even have individual big magnifying containers.

Always using those little finger muscles to roll balls and then make worms.

What could be better than making butterflies with BINGO markers at the Art Table?

This one soaks everything up.  He can sound out three-letter words.  And he loves to practice writing them.

Could that dot on his nose mean that he turning into a beautiful butterfly?  Oops!