July 25, 2012 by CassieCravings
My delightful 2 year-old is inquisitive and persistent. His new favorite word is “Why?” He never asks “Why?” just once.
Parenting just got interesting.
He pairs this budding curiosity with a new fascination: bugs. He never cared too much either way about bugs. But a recent run-in with a fire ant pile has put all things that crawl, creep and fly onto his radar.
This evening, Eli approached me with a spoon in hand. “Open, p’wease,” he smiled. I raised an eyebrow at the suspiciously empty spoon and asked what he was feeding me.
“Well, dat’s a bug.”
“I don’t typically eat bugs. No thank you.”
“Why no to eat bugs? ‘Dey tasty?”
“Not that I’m aware of. Let’s not eat bugs.”
“Well, some people eat them. But we’re not going to today….Is there really a bug on your spoon?”
“Yes. ‘Dat’s a bug. ‘Da ones ‘dat bite here.” He held up his leg to show the war wound of a fire ant.”
“Uh-Huh. New rule. No ants in the house. Deal?”
We went through a few rounds of “Why?”. I’m still not sure who won. But I do know that I ended up not eating a bug on a spoon.