Adam had a 'Baby Viewing Party'. Basically, I brought the girls up to a local watering hole. Adam's co-workers peeked in the carriage and said, "Oh, yeah---a baby." Then Adam passed out cigars and they all went and drank beer.
And the girls and I left. Don't worry-I kept them in the empty non-smoking section.
Adam got a great photo of a cicada coming out of its shell. Molting? Husking? I'm sure there is a proper term for that. The hard part is actually finding one coming out. I didn't know they were so green. Cicadas are sooooo loud. Do you have them where you live? I think of it as a cicadas as Southern, but maybe you have them up north, too?
I'd also love to see a butterfly coming out of a cocoon, which I've never seen.
There have been a lot of laps lately. I'm finishing up "The Guernsey Literary and Potato Pie Peel Society". (Thanks, Stacy) It's good! If you like anything about World War II or Brittain, you'll probably like it.