caterpillars delivered in a box to my classroom…placed in plastic cups..brown goop placed inside for them to eat…watching them eat the goop and eventually turn into their chrysalis in the cup. They turned into butterflies and we were not “supposed” to let them go free. They were not “native”.

Homeschool….
Watching a butterfly land on parsley my children planted in the garden they planted. Seeing it bend and lay eggs on the underside of the leaves…going over and finding the eggs. Waiting and finding little caterpillars have hatched a few days later. Checking their growth each day. Handling them, watching them eat and bringing them inside when they are at their fattest to be placed in a net. Seeing them turn into a Chrysalis and waiting till that special day when you wake in the morning and they are coming out. Having them fly around the kitchen and letting them go outside. Watching them land on the butterfly plant you planted and drink its nectar.

The world is our classroom. We are not limited to four walls.

And today my son called out numbers off the back of a truck. And I have not formally taught him any numbers. I had no idea he knew them.

Agreed!!!