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Last night we watched the movie “How To Eat Fried Worms”.  Great movie, by the way. 

Having a husband who is fun can be dangerous to your health.  After the movie, Quinn said “What’s the big deal, worms are not so bad.  I would eat one!”

Remember, we have many pet amphibians in our house…..who eat earthworms.  So, Bill is like “Oh yeah?  Weeeeelllll, let’s see you!”

If you are squimish or have a PETA love for earthworms, please move on to your next blog read. 

Yup!  Bill got the box of earthworms out and cleaned a nice juicy one off for Quinn and dangled it above him.  Quinn was laughing hysterically and I was scrambling for my camera saying calmly, ”No, Billy. Stop it right now”. 

That worm curled around Bill’s finger, then uncoiled into a writhing worm dance above my sons face.

Quinn just could….not….do…..it.  He could not bring himself to eat the worm.  So, Bill starts to turn to put it back in the box and quick as lightening Cory says “Oh, come on Quinn.  You are such a barbie”, grabs the worm and plops it in his mouth and EATS THE FREAKING EARTHWORM.  That’s right folks, my son ate the salamanders dinner.  Chewed it up and swallowed it.

What kind of freaks am I raising?

It happened so fast, there are no pictures, I am sorry to say.  My entire family disintergrated into laughter and dry heaves.

So, which post shocks you more?  December, or this one?

In other news, I am going to Blogher this year.  I will understand if all of you walk a very wide circle around me. 

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