Creepy Crawlies

Well, it was inevitable.

Afterall, we have two boys.

In a row.

The love affair with bugs was bound to start some day.

I think this one started back in June when they decided to go skinny dipping with grubs.

Later this past summer, I discovered left over dinner and dessert remnants under Jackson's bed. Why? To feed his pet beetle.

This was disturbing enough, until he introduced me to his "friend" . . . a dead, dried up potato bug.

Later, Jayden discovered his inner scientist and began mutilating any and every bug he could find.

Today . . . I caught them smuggling, into my house, a pocket full of worms and an old bubble bottle of about a dozen creepy crawlies.

I tried to convince them that bugs belonged outside and needed to stay there. I even tried to scare them into leaving them outside, saying, "If you bring those bugs in they will crawl out of the bottle and crawl into your ears."

But I was still met with tears and a screaming match.

"I need my bugs!" "If they can't come in, then I won't stay in." "It's too cold for them outside."

(Roll eyes.)

I think I got them all out. But I really can't ever be sure what they might have smuggled in when my back was turned. (Shudder.)