This morning Mark asked me for a jar so he could catch me a widdle bowd (little bird).
So I gave him an old baby food jar and sent him on his merry way.
A little while later he came into the house and said,
"Mom, I catched you some dirt!"
Apparently dirt is easier to catch than little birds.
He's purdy proud of his little jar of dirt.
And I'm pretty proud of my widdle Bab-Bam (Bat Man).
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