Most every time August goes outside he "hunts" for rolly pollies. He is good at it. Usually after 5 minutes he comes over with two fists full of them. He likes to store them in a variety of containers. But his favorite is his bike. It's a catacomb of rolly pollies. I am pretty sure that Mimi's yard will be completely rolly polly free by end of summer.
This time I sent the kids out to pick blueberries. August "picked" rolly pollies.