Saturday, September 6, 2008

"Mom, why did you name me...

Hunter?" Hunter asked me one morning while waiting for the bus. "Is is because dad wanted me to be a hunter? But I don't want to hunt, I love everyone and everything and I don't want to hurt animals. Why don't you call me Caretaker, you know, because I like to take care of the animals? Maybe this can this be my new nickname."

Caretaker definitely suits Hunter well -- he won't even let us swat flies in the house. He thinks we should shew them out instead. I hope he keeps this sweetness with him always.

1 comment:

Michelle said...

I tagged you, come play (read my blog to find out what to do).