When we woke up this morning we could tell that it rained overnight. In San Antonio, that’s a BIG deal. It’s so dry our grass is blonde, not green! My kids ran straight into the backyard to play in the cool(ish) morning air before they’d even had breakfast. That’s when they met this little guy:
He was quite outgoing, stretching his translucent neck out, and exploring the confines of my daughter’s gentle hand.
She eventually placed him in a safe section of our front yard, “so no one, not even Templeton (our dog), will accidentally step on him.” That’s my caring, thoughtful girl.
I love it when Sundays are simple and fun and full of family (and snail friends)!