Today I found my son rummaging through the recycle container.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
A few minutes later he placed an empty water bottle on the table. Except it wasn't really empty. There was a cicada inside.
I looked at my son and shook my head. "How long are you going to keep that thing?"
"I don't know."
He went off, leaving the cicada on my kitchen table.
About twenty minutes later, he came in with an empty milk jug. Except it wasn't really empty. There was a baby toad inside.
"What are you going to do with that?"
So now I have a cicada and a toad sitting in containers on my kitchen table. What next?
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