Last weekend, Imani and her friend Kassie were playing kickball outside and the ball went in the weeds.
Imani ran to get it and was shocked by what she found. She came running in the house to get me and Jason.
I made her promise it wasn't a snake.
I made her promise it wasn't a nest of snakes.
Then I made her promise it wasn't snake skin, or anything else that had to do with snakes.
Once we had that finalized, I put on my flip flops and ran outside.
Here's what she found.
A newborn fawn. It was just lying there all curled up and peaceful in the tall grass. We could see the mother in the distance.
Imani and Kassie begged us to let them pet it. Since we knew that the whole idea of mothers abandoning their young if humans touch them is an old wive's tale, we agreed to let them pet the fawn briefly.
It was a moment that made all of us stop and appreciate the miracle of life.
The mother returned to her baby later that afternoon.