In soccer, Joey continues to run around with a giant smile on his face as the he and the other players run like a swarm of bees fly, suddenly changing direction but not formation. You can definitely see when Joey begins to run out of steam on the field-the little brute stops throwing elbows!
After waiting for our monarch caterpillar to emerge from its chrysalis, Joey and I took it to the school butterfly garden to release it. On the way out, he couldn't stop giggling because the tiny legs and feelers of the butterfly were tickling him. Unfortunately once we reached the garden and Joey realized it was time to send our butterfly on her way, the tears flowed. This is our second year raising a monarch, but it wasn't any easier for a six year old to let go of a butterfly than it was for his five year old self.