Last night we had a heavy rain and it brought all the worms out and scattered them across our driveway. As the kids finished their cereal and I drilled them on finished homework and what they needed for the day, I took note of the weather. I asked them to grab their jackets or raincoats and sent them packing one by one out to the van, warning them to stay out of the mud.
I finish making my tea to go and do a once-over of the house, shutting lights off and making sure the kids didn't leave anything important behind - I'm sure they didn't need that backpack!
At this stage I'd like to believe that they are in the van, buckled up and ready to roll.
I hear giggles and shouting so I'm getting my "get in the van" mom voice ready. I'm making a beeline out of the door and heading to the van, declaring to everyone that they have about 30 seconds to get in the van. I pick up a stray helmet in the grass (I swear the Clampetts live here).
I don't even ask questions. We have about five minutes before we are running late.
That's when they start apologizing while running the worms to the garden.
I watch them run around picking up worms as fast as they can like little treasures and then rush them to the garden, like fish back into a pond.
"What's happening?" I ask in a slightly inconvenienced tone.
"We are rescuing the worms!" they all cheer.
I explain that it's the circle of life and that those worms were made to be food for the birds.
In a sort of collective group speak they say, "Yeah, but if we help them then maybe they will help us."
I'm like, "This isn't like the lion and the mouse. How do you suppose worms will help us?"
My son calmly explains that by "rescuing" the worms and putting them in the garden they will now work our soil for us.
Wow. I kinda like these guys!
Yes to the rescue plan and oh well for the schedule!
Long live the worms!
Jen Reekie was born and raised in Quincy and received a communications degree at the University of Kansas, which has come in quite handy as she communicates every day with four children who don't hear a word she says. This stay-at-home mom enjoys the challenge, though, and shares her experiences in this blog, "Mum's the Word." She welcomes your feedback, questions and stories about staying sane while raising kids.