A little boy and his worm....

So, this will be a short post, but I had to share.  I was outside weeding, and Josiah asked me if I had found any worms for him.  I told him to stick around and I probably would.  So, he waited patiently until I found one.  He said, "Did you find me a big daddy worm?"  Then he picked it up very gently, laid it in his hand and said, "Awww, little worm, you're so cute.  I love you.  Don't worry I'll take care of you.  I'll find you a nice new home.  You're so nice, little worm.  Here you can live here."  Then he gently placed him in a nice pile of dirt and watched him dig down into the dirt.  Josiah looked at me and said, "Mommy, I love worms.  They're so cute."  I tried very hard not to laugh, because only a little boy would think that a slimy worm was cute.  So, I smiled real big and said, "You are so nice to God's creatures.  I think worms like you too." 
Josiah said, "Yes they do.  Can we find a mommy worm now and then some baby ones?" 
And so we did.