I'll Eat Anything...

That means Zac, not me. I'm very picky. Zac...not so much. Generally, his rule of thumb appears to be, "if I can grab it, I can eat it." I must say that as a parent, this is really not a "talent" I appreciate of his.

Today, he decided to try to eat a bug. Yes, a bug. About 3/8" long, black, lots of legs. A few of these have shown up over the past few weeks and usually the cats see them first and that alerts us to its presence. Not today. Today, Zac found it, put it in his mouth, then came crawling over to me drooling more than usual. As we'd already pulled wood and cardboard out of his mouth so far this morning, it wasn't a surprise that I'd have more to search for.

What was a surprise was that it was an alive, kicking and, if I could hear it, I'm sure screaming, black bug. Ugggh. I can watch Andrew Zimmern eat this sort of stuff on the Travel Channel without issue, but I have no desire to see my son do the same.