Backyard Terrors

Calvin comes running over to me, insistent that I come see a worm he has found in the sandbox. Not wanting to budge from my reading spot on the other side of the yard, I ask him to bring it to me, instead.

He says, “No, it will bite me.”

I scoff: “Worms don’t bite.”

Calvin: “This worm will. It has sharp teeth.”

I laugh: “Worms don’t have teeth, sweetheart!”

Without missing a beat: “It’s a poisonous snake. It could kill me.”

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