The night before we left for Maine, Atlee was out catching fireflies. Rich found a big mason jar for her to use. She was very excited to go to sleep watching them light up. The next morning, I had a host of things to do before we left and honestly, forgot all about the fireflies. I forgot all about them until we got home and Atlee went running inside, "I'm going to check on my friends, the fireflies!!" "Ummm, Atlee, I don't think they're still going to be alive." She went running to her room to look and came back to report, "Mommy, you were wrong! They're fine... they're just sleeping- on their backs."