The kids and the oldest of the kittens are playing in the backyard; bugcatching. This includes molluscans. (Snails). Yuck. It reminds me of when my brother was little, about three. He was playing in the yard collecting them. He was wearing overalls and decided to fill all of the pockets of his overalls with the creatures - unbeknowst to my mother, of course. Back then, we had no washing machine and Mum washing our clothes by hand. So, the next day she sits herself down and washes the overalls - what comes next? Why, ringing them out of course. Squish, crunch, ooze. Pockets of squished snails. Though we didn't have much money back then, Mum opted to throw them immediately into the garbage. I think I may have done the same thing.
My brother used to do all kinds of gross things. That same year he was pretending to be a cat. Mum was gardening and he was playing along side her. She glanced over at him and he was crawling around mewing. Then she spotted something in his mouth... upon closer inspection she realized that it was a dead - beef jerky like - mouse. In. His. Mouth. She bleached him from head to toe - and sobbed dreadfully the entire time sure that he was clearly going to die. He didn't. He went on to grow into a lovely teenage boy who exploded frogs with fire crackers on the trail behind our house - usually timed to shock people walking by. He was a creative fellow... now he uses these techniques to nail al-Qaeda terrorists. Much better use I should think...
Well, blog friends... this may be my last post for a week or so. I may pop in while I am away just to say 'ello... but it depends on Internet access and all that... and um you know.... how *hehem* busy I am... ;o)
Can't wait to come back and read up on what all of you guys have been up to!