"Ima fwaid of da snail"

 My oldest has been a bit of a "fraidy-steve" lately. He wanted to play in the backyard this morning, but he kept coming up with things to be spooked about... like "blue ladybugs" and "the bird with the red head" and this cute little mollusk, who was minding his own business until I spotted him climing up the foundation of the house and called Stephen over to see.

He was only willing to crouch close if I was also squatting. He wanted me to feed the snail some grass and clovers. Incidentally, I found a number of four- and five-leaf clovers in a little clump by the snail.