We found a caterpillar. Mark ran and got the cup we use for bugs. After a while, he got brave and decided to hold him in his hands...
"He's just right in here, mom..."
"He likes me, mom, he says, 'Hi Mark, I'm your friend.' Oh! He's pokey, mom."
"Look, Mom, he has a face!"
"He wants to go in the grass and find a new house."
"He wants to go back in the cup mom."
"I want him in the cup again, Mom."
"Mom... - Oh, look Mom, a leaf!!!"