Daddy's little girl
Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 4:44 amA father watched his young daughter playing in the garden.
He smiled as he reflected on how sweet and innocent his little girl was.
Tears formed in his eyes as he thought about her seeing the wonders of nature through such innocent eyes.
Suddenly she just stopped and stared at the ground.
He went over to her to see what work of God had captured her attention.
He noticed she was looking at two spiders mating.
'Daddy, what are those two spiders doing?' she asked.
'They're mating,' her father replied, sort of sheepish.
'What kind of spider is that on top, daddy?" she asked.
'That's a Daddy Longlegs,' her father answered.
'So, is the one on the bottom a mummy Longlegs?' the little girl asked.
As his heart soared with the joy of such a cute and innocent question he replied,
'No honey, both of them are Daddy Longlegs.'
'The little girl, looking a little puzzled, thought for a moment, then lifted her foot and stamped them flat.
'Well, we're not having any of that gay
in our garden!' she said.
He smiled as he reflected on how sweet and innocent his little girl was.
Tears formed in his eyes as he thought about her seeing the wonders of nature through such innocent eyes.
Suddenly she just stopped and stared at the ground.
He went over to her to see what work of God had captured her attention.
He noticed she was looking at two spiders mating.
'Daddy, what are those two spiders doing?' she asked.
'They're mating,' her father replied, sort of sheepish.
'What kind of spider is that on top, daddy?" she asked.
'That's a Daddy Longlegs,' her father answered.
'So, is the one on the bottom a mummy Longlegs?' the little girl asked.
As his heart soared with the joy of such a cute and innocent question he replied,
'No honey, both of them are Daddy Longlegs.'
'The little girl, looking a little puzzled, thought for a moment, then lifted her foot and stamped them flat.
'Well, we're not having any of that gay
in our garden!' she said.