My kids take great joy in squishing bugs. They stomp around gleefully in our driveway squishing and squashing all that crawls.
Sometimes Anne hangs out with a neighbor friend whose mom is a big-hearted lover of all living things. So one day as Anne and her friend were taking a look at a large ant in our driveway, the mom explains how the ant fits into the whole scheme of life–Andrew runs up stomps on the bug and shouts “Dead!”
Bad karma or just a future as an exterminator?
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