Wednesday, June 24, 2009
The Snail Whisperer
My little guy loves snails. He is your typical little boy..all dirt, bugs, and snails. I fondly refer to him as "The Snail Whisperer". I think that is hysterical. He, of course, has no idea what I am talking about.
Anyhow...we have a NO SNAIL rule in the house. And I thought this was actually one rule that was followed. Unfortunately today I found out that is certainly not the case.
After deciding to do a bit of deep cleaning in the kids rooms...I pulled out a bin from under my little boys bed. Amid what must be 400 lego pieces were literally 30 snails. Some dried up. Some not. Some wishing they were. After fighting an urge to run screaming from the room I gathered the bin, closed my eyes, and practically fell down the stairs trying to get this snail death box out of my house.
After a firm discussion with my little culprit we went back upstairs where he showed me two more hiding spots for his "pets". Luckily, these looked a little better and we released them to "go find their mommies".
Ahhh...little boys. Never a dull moment.