Noah's Pet

So there was a fly in the house on Tuesday morning.  Mike was trying to kill the fly and Noah told him "no don't kill the fly he's nice"  Of course this was too late for the fly it had been killed.  Noah picked up the fly and said it was his pet, Killer is what he  named him.  He carried the fly around for quite a bit Tuesday morning until we found it a home in a glass jar.  He even showed Mema & Pepa Tuesday afternoon when they got here.  Oh the poor child - forced to have a dead fly for a pet!