I'm leading a program about earthworms today. It's a hands-on thing, designed for kids ages 4-6. Yesterday Little Guy and I went to a bait shop near Chinatown (couldn't find one closer) so I'd have some fat wrigglers for the kids to look at this morning. On the way home we stopped at a Chinese grocery store that had a stationary section, and found some origami paper. Little Guy has been borrowing origami books from the library at a rapid pace, and using whatever paper he can find. He folded critters all the way home on the train.
Last night Little Guy asked if he could come along to the worm class. Of course! Then he gets up this morning, confirms the time of the class, and pulls out the origami book.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"I'm going to make a bunch of birds, so they can eat the worms!"
Of course. This is the kid who learned to read by perusing Calvin & Hobbes...