My 9-year old son loves worms and bugs. Last summer he caught a preying mantis and put it in a glass quart jar with a long stick and some live grass hoppers. The pm ate the grasshoppers alive! He politely left the heads. Sick.
The last couple of days have been rainy. After school, Josh proudly reported that he collected worms all the way to the bus stop on the way to school. "Where did you put them when you got to school?"
"You don't want to know, Mom."
You betcha. The kid is a natural mind reader, I tell ya. ("Survivor-Idaho Falls", anyone?)
On the way home, he did the same thing. And he put all the unsuspecting worms together in one clump for the corresponding picture. And then he put them in the garden. He did wash his hands before eating dinner. Thankfully.
3 comments:
little boys antics are something I'm trying to get used to, but seriously, YUCK.
I don't know how he does it...all those slimy worms...good thing he washed his hands!
that is awesome, I love the "you don't want to know" part. What a clever guy :)
and yeah for worms in the garden.
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