This morning, Cass saw a little moth flying in the room. This little fler has a phobia of flying insects. She yelled her lungs out and I comforted her, telling her that the moth was probably more frightened than us than she was of it. She dared not enter the room to dress up for school. I then told her that the moth was already under the bed...
Me - don't be scared, the moth is now under the bed
Cass - for what?
Me - waiting to die there
Cass- can you feed it so that it won't die? What can you feed it with?
Me - it probably sucks juice from the flowers but how can we feed it with flowers. Just let it die.
Cass - No, don't let it die. Please feed it so that the baby moth can go back to its family and be happy forever and ever.
Me - I thought you are scared of it and want it to die?
Cass - NO! If it dies, then the family can't find it. Let it find its family pleasssssse...
My baby girl is such a sweet little girl with such a loving nature. She is so loved that she wants all living things around her to feel loved too ♥