ants!

Ok- I realize that I have been dwelling on ants maybe a little too much, but bear with me.

I was on my afternoon off, filling it with some relaxing, mind stretching activity (reading), with periodic forages into the kitchen/pantry for yummy food that may have miraculously appeared. None did, so I decided to attack my vegetable thins yet again. Leah and I had been having a handful a night for some nights and we would just leave the box in various places around the house. The last place of rest for this same box was the floor right beside the couch. This was a particularly convenient location as this put them at an arms length away from my horizontal position on the couch. I took a satisfying crunch of the salty, delectable cracker- and felt a little too much crunch. I reached into my mouth to retrieve this particular tidbit and found, to my horror, a mutilated ant. Peering into the box I found, not one, not two, not three (you get the idea, right?!) but MANY ants. I quickly swallowed all remaining substances in my mouth, bolted off the couch with contaminated box, threw contaminated box out, and brushed my teeth.

So gross. Reminds me of the time I hate hard tack and bugs.

Side note: try explaining the concept of ‘few’ and ‘many’ to a group of grade ones, some of whom are just learning the English language. I think it’s the hardest thing I have ever tried to explain.