The boys and I had a mini cleaning-blitz this morning, getting ready to have company this weekend. As I checked the back bathroom I noticed Tate's jar of dirt.
Weeks ago he announced that he'd found some eggs in the dirt outside and wanted to see if they would hatch. Being a mom of boys, I save a few random jars for moments like this, and off he went.
The eggs look like this...
...sort of clear, round, and gelatinous.
The boys checked them daily at first, and then we all kind of gave up on them, and I banished the jar to the back bathroom.
Well, they've hatched.