and frightened Miss Muffet away…

A sweet little ladybug

gave Violet a fright

when it flew to her nose

and there did alight.

We were on a walk this afternoon soaking up some sunshine that’s been badly missing for the past few days when Violet started crying pitifully from her stroller. When I peered around the side; there she sat–cross-eyed, crying, and pointing to her nose. I snatched the ladybug off and held it on my palm so we could look at it and decide whether or not to squash it. After many reassurances and kisses, Violet decided that perhaps it wasn’t a mean lady bug after all, so we just poked at it till it flew off.

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