Wednesday, June 16, 2010
So, we were in the backyard the other day, turning over stones and looking at roly polys and ant colonies, when Eric spotted a beetle. (Actually, I pointed it out to him.) It was moving fast, but he caught it. He picked it up, let it crawl up and down his arm, dropped it, and picked it up again. On the second pick up, I noted that its body shape was a bit thinner than a beetle's and I looked more closely. And guess what? It was a cockroach. I felt that familiar queasy feeling and told him to Put it down(!) Now(!) Breathe in, breathe out. We went inside and washed his hands (and his arms all the way up to his shoulders.) I may have even changed his shirt, just to be safe.