Pictured here going in for the grab of a small eel at Scenic Beach
Thought I would share the story I just emailed to Jay about Zac for everyone to read....so today while I was pricing things in the garage for the yard sale I'm having on Saturday, Zac was out playing in some dirt in the cul de sac. I noticed he had his
blue water bottle with him but didn't think anything of it. Then suddenly I hear "mom, I put a worm in my water!".....Ew. So I orderd him to get it out and leave the poor worm alone. End of story, or so I thought. A while later, I went inside and saw that his
water bottle was laying on the playroom floor, so for fear of him drinking out of it again, I brought it to the kitchen and tossed it over by the sink to be washed. Hours later, as I'm finally getting to the dishes after putting the boys down, I get his water bottle and go to rinse it out and holy flippin' crap, that damned worm nearly fell on my hand when I opened up the lid. AHH...WHAT THE $*(&^$!!!! GROSSSSS!!! After letting out a squeal and flicking it away, I lost track of it. I think it went down the drain, but I really can't confirm that, so I have a feeling this fricken worm is going to haunt me and I will find it stuck to a dish somewhere. Ah, it's only just
beginning....
Trying to fit a sea snail in his bucket....
to bring home to mommy perhaps? bleh.
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