he's my friend

Sweet little Milla saw a teeny tiny spider while using the potty today. She suddenly decided that our house spiders are her friends after weeks of professing to love only ladybugs, butterflies, and mosquito hawks. "They're my friends.", she would say.

Anyway, she bent down towards it, said, "hi little guy", and immediately belted out, "the itsy bitsy spider" song. After singing the entire song at the top of her voice, she said, "I sang the itsy bitsy spider to the itsy bitsy spider, ha." You could see from the expression on her face and the tone in her voice that she felt a clever connection to that song that she had never felt before.

Sad note: She visited this spider several times throughout the day and when dad took a tissue to it, she cried and said, "That was my friend, daddy. I want my friend back." To which Greg replied, "He wasn't moving, he was dead". Still sobbing, she said, "He was just taking a nap." We consoled her by saying there would be more spider visitors soon.