It's always a proud moment for any parent to witness their child overcome their fear of creatures of the dark night.
While walking ahead of us on the footpath in the garden, late in the evening, my little man pounced on a small creature and stamped it with his shoes. In swift decisive movements he squished the life force out of the poor thing.
He walked away from the van(s)quished as we caught up with him, and all we found was a dry, shrivelled leaf breathing its last!
I will continue to wait for the proud moment.
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