I was out sweeping the back patio this morning, and I saw this little guy. I put him in a jar and brought him in to Noah.
"Thanks Gamma!!!! COOL!!"
"Can I bring him home to Mommy?"
" No, we have to let him go in a minute, so he can go find HIS Mommy. He is a baby."
"I will call him Bobo." And so he was named.
"Good-bye Bobo. I will look for you in the garden. Go find your Mommy now."