Emily’s Curio

April 24, 2007

KD Likes Bugs

Filed under: My Thoughts — Emily @ 9:54 am

Our little Daughter loves to hug bugs. We are always finding her with a little dead bug in her fingers. She kisses them, and hugs them. And she isn’t afraid to pick them up. During Easter she found a tree swarming with boxelder bugs. She was thrilled. She grabbed them one at a time and loved them to death. Litterally.
She has been found chaseing spiders around the cement walks. She searches for them. She caught a moth, and had a beetle in her other hand. I can see KD coming inside from playing outside, and I will have to check her pockets for critters, and hope that they weren’t smashed to death during the collecting.
It makes you worry about what she may try to catch unnoticed. How on earth do you help a kid to be aware of the danger.

UH-OH

Filed under: My Thoughts — Emily @ 9:48 am

My friend and I got together to make a recipe for tootsie rolls. You can’t find the exact recipe anywhere and we are both addicts to the candy. As we were talking and experiementing we came across a substance that almost looked perfect to the texture of the candy so we decided to taste it. We were kindof stunned at the result of the flavor, it wasn’t bitter or sweet and it wasn’t good or terrible bad either. Somehow, during our conversation, we had managed to forget to add the sugar. Because the dough wasn’t sticky, we decided to let our kids play with it. THey had a blast.
When the time came for me and my kids to go home her husband had entered the house and was playing with the kids. He asked if we had been cooking and my friend told him that we attempted some candies, and she helped me get my kids out the door. When I got home with my children my friend called me to tell me that her husband was helping one of her daughters climb up on a chair. He saw some of the dough we had made on her shirt and he took it off and put it in his mouth. Because the dough wasn’t sweet he immediatly thought he had eaten something else that was brown and mushy, and he began to dry heave. When his wife asked him if he was alright he told her what he had done. On inspection, and feeling terrible that he didn’t know of our failed attempt at making candy, she explained everything to him. Although he was relieved at not just eating something unappetizing, he didn’t have an appetite for dinner. So here’s one for the books.
My friend and I may have failed at making candy, but we just might have come across a very safe pretend poo.