My mom is a 2nd grade teacher. This means that the "F" word is "fat" and she brings random animals and science projects home often. Oh, and that she has a live-in turtle every summer. His name changes every year, poor thing.
I say "brings random animals and science project home" as if I live there. I don't, but I spent the first 19.5 years of my life there, so it's still home in a lot of ways.
But this weekend was a special treat. If this were a necklace or earring, I'd totally wear it. In fact, my parents (aka: my dad) bought me a necklace with these exact colors for my high school graduation.
[When it comes to presents, daddy buys the jewelry and mom buys anything other than jewelry. It's this weird mix of "from my parents/dad/mom" even though they're usually shopping together anyway. I'd say that makes my family weird, but I know all of y'all had odd things like that your families do, too!]
Where was I? [I should've named my blog that]
Monarch cocoons. They. Are. Gorgeous.
Those yellowish dots look like gold threads going through a perfectly crafted bead.
They start out green and change to a darker color as they mature. The dark one is nearly done.
And this guy hasn't even started yet.
Dude, get with the program!
I could make two jokes here. You choose which one you want to laugh at.
a) This is definitely a guy because he's so immature compared to the others.
b) This is definitely a girl because she's taking her sweet time.
I crack myself up.
And here is their home sweet home. For now. I think you have to release them within 24 hours of breaking free from the cocoon.
And where was this when I was in 2nd grade?