tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519161.post114321603808047336..comments2008-12-19T04:07:03.584-05:00RMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11824614367530352478noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519161.post-1143226695780933212006-03-24T13:58:15.780-05:002006-03-24T13:58:15.780-05:00<B>You think you have it rough: A Bug’s Life</B><BR/>Another bug story to add about my kids, let’s call one “M” (the big sister - 3 years old) & “B” (the little brother - 17 months old). “M” saw a large black ant like bug in our unfinished basement the other day. “M” said, "yuk an ugly bug", and kept her distance & didn’t want much to do with it. “B” ran to her sister picked up the bug with his little pinchers, looked at it closely, then squished it in front of his face. The sister looked at him like he was some sort of gutless exterminator. Then he dropped the bug on the ground, laid down on his belly, with his face right at the bug and screamed at it. Fortunately, the bug's ears were squished and he died quickly with no suffering; thus little "B"’s torture treatment of yelling at the bug to get up had no effect on the bug. I guess it goes without saying sometimes “Boys will be Boys”. <BR/><BR/>And Yes “M” and “B” are related to “M” & “Q”. They are the children of “D” & “A”.M.B. A. &amp; D.noreply@blogger.com