This morning I wasn't feeling well and I was trying to sleep a little on the couch. Henry was gone with the boys in the backyard for a split second and then came to lay down by me. Through my sleepy eyes I could tell he found a bag of ginger snaps. Then I came to my senses and remembered the boys left that outside last night. I looked and the bag was filled with 100's of ants. There he was eating the cookies, with ants crawling all over his fat little hands and arms. I screamed at the top of my lungs and tried to grab the cookies out of his hands. He cried (hard) and I ran the bag outside...and then washed the ants off his body. What a way to wake up for the day. Yuck.
1 day ago
7 comments:
OH MY GOSH!! now I need to throw up. poor guy.
Oh that's hilarious Ashley!!!!!
Eek! I feel like I have ants crawling all over me. Bleck.
That's my worst nightmare. It's happened to me before as well. There's nothing like looking at something closer up and realizing it's covered in ants (in my case- Owen.)
Poor kid. A little extra protein. That's strange. I had my own close-up encounter with ants last weekend. They were digging a tunnel in the snow.
Here's a pic of the ants I saw.
Gross. But at least it wasn't spiders.
You stole Henry's cookies because they had some ants on them? No wonder Henry cried, that's mean.
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