One Thing Eli Loves About Summer That I HATE…
Posted by Jason on June 11, 2008
Bugs. Yep. Bugs.
Is this really my kid? He loves bugs. He loves letting caterpillars crawl onto his hand. He likes getting really close to the ground and watching ants. A couple of weeks ago, Erin went to pick him up at daycare. The kids were outside playing in the back yard playground area. Eli’s hands were cusped together as he ran to Erin saying, “Mommy, mommy, look what I got for you.” Erin had an idea it was probably a bug. Maybe a caterpillar. He opens his hands, and there are roughly 5-6 long slimy worms bunched up in his hands! AHHH!! GROSS!! It freaked Erin out, as it would have for me.
Why bugs, son? Why bugs? Soon he’ll be bringing frogs into our home, releasing moths into his bedroom, and housing lizards in his dresser drawers. Not long after that he’ll begin disecting them. Studying their organs. Analyzing their bone structure. Going to college and learning their domain, kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus, and species (impressive, huh?). We’ll visit his dorm and find beetle colonies under the bed. He’ll start using words like bugaboo, bugger, debugged, humbug, buggy, and bugle. He’ll wear ecologically friendly praying mantis colored t-shirts. He’ll invite us over for dinner and offer us a wide selection of cholocate covered junebugs, fricaseed slugs, and grasshopper soup.
And because I’m his dad, I’ll love every minute of it.
