Good Intentions

Corbin LOVES roly polys and luckily there are always some out on the driveway.  Corbin is very gentle with them. 

He talks to them…

Gives them directions on where to go (although he doesn’t understand why they don’t follow his guidance)…

 And even dances for them.

These are some very loved roly polys.  However, I don’t think the roly polys appreciated his latest gesture of love: the house made of rocks.

When the roly polys would crawl into a crack he would place the rocks on top to give them same shade, shelter, or a bridge. 

Or when he saw a roly poly out in the open he would try and create a fence for them. 

 

Those poor roly polys were crawling away from him so fast.  It was a mass exodus for the grass and to relative safety.

 

(This was Corbin being “sad” that he couldn’t find any more roly polys.)

By the end of Corbin’s “building” spree not a roly poly could be found.  And really, do you blame them? :)  When Corbin asked where they all went I just said they needed to rest and take a nap.  I didn’t go into the fact that the roly polys probably now needed intense therapy and ran for safety.

Ahh, sweet Corbin, he has a great heart for the roly polys, but sometimes it’s all lost in the execution.