On the last night of Grandma and Grandpa's visit Erik did a big seafood boil. I emphasize the Erik part because thanks to my pregnancy with Lucy I can no longer eat seafood. Not only can I not eat it, the very smell of is brings quite a unpleasant feeling to my tummy. If you know what I mean....
Anyway, I digress. Ella made friends with a crawfish from the boiling pot of water. She named him Mike. It's been 3 days and Mike is still on my kitchen counter. He is beside the candle Ella got out so that he would not stink. As if a candle is going to hide the smell of a rotting crawfish. YUCK!
1 comment:
Too funny! I love it!
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