My son isn't nearly as into bugs as her. Sometimes I want to die laughing when she shows him something she's dug up and he's like..."Ewww! What is that? Get that thing away from me. Moooommmm!!!" I have to laugh because it's such a girlie response. He kills me.
|Here's a Rolly Poly bug she captured that my son is holding.|
She has gotten him intrigued from time to time. As with the Rolly Poly's. She has them named. Seriously, named them. They are (and I quote) Mr. Snuggles. Yes, you read that right. She will cup it in her and gently, hold it up to her cheek and rock it as if it's a baby. They are her pets. She cries when they roll off her hand and disappear to the ground below.
Here her and Goalieboy made a rolly poly colony. They captured about 6 of the disgusting poor things. Unfortunately, they left it out uncovered one night and it rained. I'm sure all the rolly polys drowned.
She did find a few slugs. Thankfully she is not fond of those and threw them back where she found them. She even smooshed one. She said, "They're gross and disgusting.". Hmmm...pot calling kettle black much little miss? It think it's just a bit gross and disgusting to be digging around for creepy crawlies. She kills me.
At one point she hunted for worms (we have a ton in our back yard). She and Goalieboy added them to their bug emporium with the rolly pollys.
This makes me want to puke. Worm pie is what it looks like.
I've decided I'm keeping these pictures for prosperity sake and going to pull them out and show them to her when she's older. Heck, I'm going to share them with the boyfriends, husband and grandchildren too.