Chloe and Little Tim

A few months ago Chloe learned a little song at school. It goes like this:

I Had A Little Turtle

I had a little turtle, its name was little Tim.
I put him in the bathtub, to see if he could swim.
He drank up all the water and he ate up all the soap.
He had so many bubbles in the back of his throat.

Bubble, Bubble, Bubble, Pop.

Today she went walking around the lake with her dad and when she came home you could hear her long before you could see her. She was so excited with what she had found by the lake.



She said look Poppy, we found Little Tim. I was surprised to see a turtle in her hand since she is always so particular about being clean. She said i meed something to put him in.



She exclaimed that Tim need, food, water and something to put him in. She said, "Poppy can he really eat bubbles." I told her that. "That is only in the song."



While grandmother went to find something to put Little Tim in, Chloe and her Dad (David) put it on the mat to watch it walk.



Grandmother found a Wet Wipe container that would work well for a home and David (daddy) helped Chloe get Little Tim's home ready.



A little bit of loving before putting Little Tim into his new home.



It looks like for now he is enjoying his little home.

P.S.

We have had Little Tim now for about three weeks and Grandmother suggested that maybe Little Tim might want to go back into the lake with the other turtles. Chloe's reply was, "Grandmother, she was out of the water because the lake was so big and he was scared of all that water and he wants me to be his friend and take care of him. So as for now we are still caring for her little friend.