Squilliam

This past year in school, Cassidy's class learned about the life cycle of a meal worm...in which each child was given a meal worm of their very own at school in a little cup of cornmeal so they could watch it eat and grow from a worm into it's next stage, a larvae...at which time - they sent said cup of worm home with the children...Cassidy named her little worm Squilliam, and as Cassidy does, she loved her little worm with all her heart. Wouldn't you know, the darn thing went into it's pupa stage while it sat on my kitchen counter (and it sat there for the longest time)...I really never paid much attention to it - Cassidy would check on it and swear it was dead every now and then, but I assured her (hoping, hoping) that he was fine...and one day as we were checking on him, there was a beetle in there! Squilliam was all grown up! Cassidy was beyond thrilled...her very own beetle. So, she insisted that she keep him, and amazingly enough, he never tried to escape out of his little cup. But eventually I convinced Cassidy that Squilliam needed to go out into the big wild world and make some bug friends. She was so sad and some tears were shed, but she agreed and we set Squilliam free in the front flower garden...We just know he's very happy out there...