my friend.

Tyler loves rollie pollies.

They are his friend.

Yesterday morning while the boys were playing in the sand, Tyler spotted one. He immediately scooped it up and started explaining to me all about his new friend. Tyler wanted so badly to bring his buddy inside. I tried to explain that they live outside and probably wouldn't live long if we brought them in. He reluctantly set his friend in the grass and sadly came in the house. He immediately starting crying and telling me how he missed his rollie pollie. Tyler told me we needed to draw a picture of him and go out and search for his buddy. We did. And we found him, or a relative of his. And the outcome was what I predicted, he didn't live long. RIP Tyler's buddy.