Ok, for those of you with 3-6 year olds, is that snappy tune in your head? For over a day now my boys have been singing the theme song to Go Diego Go!
Why? Well, because Daddy has a big heart and Mommy is quick with digital scrapbooking software!
Let me explain!
The other morning hubby was removing the pool cover and came across a struggling little chipmunk. He probably fell in trying to get a drink. David rolled the cover till the little water-logged critter was near the edge. He called the boys over instructing them to get a little bread and a towel.
Then everyone shifted into rescue gear!
I, being the Mommy grabbed the camera and got photos of the entire rescue.
So, as David got the boys ready for preschool, I quickly downloaded the photos and made the boys each a Rescue Certificate. I thought it would be cute - well, you would have thought the boys won the lottery. They were beyond beaming - they were gushing pride!
Clutching their Rescue Certificates they went off to preschool. When they arrived, pandemonium broke out! The excitement grew all during the 2.5 hour program. The boys retold and retold the story over and over and over and over.
My heart swelled as I left the school hearing each boy explain their role and proudly show off their Rescue Certificate.
DJ is now convinced that Diego keeps tabs on everyone. If you become an animal rescuer and help save an animal, then Diego knows about it and will send you a Rescue Certificate and you become just like Diego! Since the chipmunk rescue he has saved 7 beetles, 4 ants and 1 unidentifiable centipede-like creature - all from danger!
It is soooo cute and adorable. They have been clutching their Rescue Certificates and beaming. I cannot help but imagine them with the same enthusiasm accepting their high school diplomas, bringing home their first girlfriends, showing off their first set of wheels, getting accepted into college or university, falling in love, graduating from higher education, landing their dream job, getting married, holding their own children for the first time, and the list of possible life experiences goes on and on and on and on.
My caring, sensitive, fun-loving animal rescuers are growing up fast...I better not blink, in fear of missing something.