Looking across the field I see The Twins hunched down 'hunting' something.
Then I hear the giddy excitement as Big Guy comes running with something dangling from his hand.
He was so proud to have captured a live grasshopper.
He studied it ever so carefully. He kissed it. He hugged it. He showed it to tens of people.
Then he stomped on it, picked it up, peered into its little head and said, "Buggie? You ok, buggie?"
Kissed it again, then stomped on it, and ran after a tractor.
The boy cracks me up.