Tonight, I was able to get home at about 4:00 from work, so I relieved Niki from Charlie duty so that Niki could go to trivia night. I made Charlie a special dinner of gazpacho (did not go over well), and then we went outside to enjoy the evening.
Charlie busied herself weeding the garden (she did a nice job) by pulling weeds and taking them across the sidewalk and dumping them in the grass. (No matter - our "lawn" is of the typical Tennessee "mowed weeds" variety. We live on a limestone shelf. We're lucky to have anything growing out there.) Then Charlie bit the head off a snail. Great. I pulled the shell out of her mouth, but there was a lot of brown mushy stuff in there, too.
6 comments:
Corey! mom
OMG OMG OMG!
Your Facebook status about this made me feel so much better about my mom short fallings yesterday. You will be featured in my blog later! ;)
Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Charbaby ain't kissing me or Sosi until I make sure the snail is all gone from her mouth! :)
In lieu of poop stories, you could tell this one at her wedding (or let Greatest Aunt Janet tell it-- she's a good storyteller).
There's a saying that if you eat a frog first thing in the morning, nothing worse will happen to you for the rest of the day... I think snails would definitely qualify as well. Ewwwww :(
Gross! Gross! Gross!
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