It was a pretty normal morning. Our three children and I were wading through a close-by stream, searching for little creatures.  We were quite the sight – large rubber boots, nets, and nature jars in our hands.  But we had success – a toad – croaking loudly.   As we emerged from a treed space, I noticed a large group of children of all ages lined at the edge of the water.  “Must be a homeschool group” was my first assumption – I’d never seen children here during a school day.   Our children are always the only kids in the creek.  Upon asking a young blond boy, I was pleasantly…