Of course, the boys wanted to keep it. My husband agreed to let the turtle stay for a week and then they could let it go near a stream down the road. They fixed a small wooden home for it and the boys put in a small wading pond and found grubs, worms and green, juicy leaves for it to eat.

From what we’ve read, we think it is a boy. It is a good thing because the six-year-old already named it, Tommy, and the four-year-old already named it, Robin.
Later in the day, my youngest son told his oldest brother, “You made our day!” And he did!
Good night ~ Tommy/Robin!
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