OK, I know this is gross...but anything that keeps the kids busy for
2 hours at a time is worthy of a blog post.
Vivi discovered those worms they sell at the hardware store and somehow talked Daddy into buying a box. (They come in containers that look exactly like Chinese food to-go boxes...mmm...chow mein!) I rationed them for her, pouring out small, squirming, tangled piles, one at a time. Somehow managed to ration a week's worth of worm time.
A pile the size of my fist contains enough worms for her to torture, I mean care for, for about 2 hours. She lines them up, washes them, names them (Wormy), sells them, puts them to bed, feeds them and basically handles them to the point of exhaustion. Yes, it's gross. But don't tell Vivi!
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| Poor worm |
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| all clean |
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| Harv gets tired of the worm fest after about 10 minutes and moves on. |
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| "Time for another bath, Wormy." |
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