One fine sunny morning, after breakfast,Wilbur stood watching his precious sac.He wasn't thinking of anything much.As he stood there, he noticed something move.He stepped closer and stared.A tiny spider crawled from the sac.It was no bigger than a grain of sand,no bigger than the head of a pin.Its body was grey with a black stripe underneath.Its legs were grey and tan.It looked just like Charlotte.Wilbur trembled all over when he saw it.The little spider waved at him.Then Wilbur looked more closely.Two more little spiders crawled out and waved.They climbed round and round on the sac, exploring their new world.Then three more little spiders. Then eight. Then ten.Charlotte's children were here at last.Wilbur's heart pounded.He began to squeal.Then he raced in circles, kicking manure into the air.Then he turned a back flip.Then he planted his front feet and came to a stop in front of Charlotte's children."Hello, there!" he said.The first spider said hello, but its voice was so small Wilbur couldn't hear it."I am an old friend of your mother's," said Wilbur."I'm glad to see you. Are you all right? Is everything all right?"The little spiders waved their forelegs at him.Wilbur could see by the way they acted that they were glad to see him."Is there anything I can get you?Is there anything you need?"