While gardening at Grandma’s house, the girl’s found a bright green caterpillar on her parsley. As all good Grandmas do, my mom happens to have a bug cage. We put the caterpillar and some parsley into the cage; all the while making him sea sick and talking entirely too loudly in his little face. After a few days of eating parsley like a crazy maniac, my oldest daughter decided that his name should be Parsley. (For Biddle’s Sake anyone?)When he stopped eating and started wandering around the … [Read more...]