"How do fireflies make aphids?" is a question my back neighbors must have heard Zach ask me this afternoon. I said, they don't, laughing inside my head at what a stranger would think of this conversation. He got this idea for the book, The Grouchy Lady Bug by Eric Carle. He must have assumed that since they were there together at the beginning that the fireflies made the aphids. You also would've heard him saying, " I lost my snail and I'm so sad. I loved him! He was my best snail! I may never find him again!"
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