Poor things....

Trent loves to spend time at Uncle Stanley's house. They are currently working on a greenhouse to "maybe" get the Christmas tree farm going again. After a morning of shopping we stopped by to see how it was going. Trent ran up to the truck as we drove up. "Dad, dad I found thousands of worms to go fishing with!" He was so excited. He had been helping Stan dig a trench for the water line to the greenhouse and came upon some big, juicy worms. "Come see...." as he motioned us towards the house.

He pointed to a cup laying on the counter. I looked in and was mortified at what I saw..... A hand full of worms soaking in bright colored fluid. "Trent, what did you do!" "What is in there?" I already knew..... He had soaked those poor worms in soap. When I asked him why.... (already knew that answer too.) "Mom, they were so dirty. I needed to clean them off." Poor little things didn't have a chance.