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01 August 2010 @ 09:58 am
Oh, HELL no.  
As the mother of two rambunctious little boys, I've become used to what I like to call "The Ick Factor" in my life. It's gone up by about a gazillion since Aaron was born, and even more so since they've developed their own personalities and spend so much time in the Out Of Doors*.

Now, I'm not talking about the mild stuff, like finding a plastic snake next to the milk in the refrigerator, left there, no doubt, to make me shriek. (It doesn't. It does make me laugh, though.) I'm talking about the stuff that makes me want to crawl into a fetal ball and rock after shivering and flailing with revolted abandon.

I spare you of some of this, friends. I don't tell you all of the awful truths.

You're welcome.

But this... this weekend's Ick involves a crustacean.

I'm making a face just typing the story.

Okay. So as many of you know, the boys were with their paternal grandparents (whom I love and adore) for part of last week. Their grandpa brought them back to us (filthy, they'd been at the cabin - but we were in a very posh store (Raffkind's) where Nolan was buying a suit, but that's a whole other story.) Anyway, Ethan announces to the world at large that he caught a crawfish in Childress, and he's brought it back in a little container of water, and he's going to keep it as a pet.

I was speechless.

(this exchange happened, too)

. (plaintively) Can't I have a PET?

Me. You do. The two 70 pound dogs that we feed twice a day and sit under your chair hoping you'll drop some crumbs. Katie and Abbey? Ring a bell?

Ethan. Oh. Yeah.

I kept looking at my father-in-law, hoping he'd say it was all an elaborate joke, but alas, this was not to be. Captain Ron** (the animal in question) has been moved from his transitional home to a tank-like container. Nolan and Ethan spent an hour online trying to see how to care for a crawfish.

By the by, 'fish' is a misnomer. For those of you unacquainted with this animal when it's not in an Yvette sauce at Pappadeaux***, It looks like a miniature lobster. I love Yvette sauce. I do not fancy making Yvette sauce from someone that I've met, though.

We're keeping him alive until Thursday, when they're going back to the cabin, and can take Captain Ron back to his home.

One of the things they read online is that apparently crawfish are amazing escape artists, and can jump out of the water in the manner of dolphins (*disgusted face*) or similar.

I feel for Captain Ron if he tries to escape. Katie's not nearly as picky about her Yvette sauce as I am.

* I believe nature is best viewed through a pane of glass while sipping a fruity drink.
** Taken from a
movie with Kurt Russell and Martin Short, that the kids like to watch with their grandpa. May or may not be appropriate for children.
*** Fantastic Cajun seafood restaurant. Seriously - go. The seafood fondue will make your skirt fly up.
I am:: the settee
I feel:: sleepysleepy
I hear:: Tom and Jerry
Leigh: Keep Calm and Rock Onleigh_adams on August 1st, 2010 03:35 pm (UTC)
Mmm... crawfish. How I do love them boiled in cajun spices with corn and potatoes.

And yes, they're amazing jumpers. In honors biology during freshmen year, we caught three when we went creek stomping. We brought them back to our classroom and put them in one of the two large fish tanks.

I kid you not, three days later, we found two of them completely across the room. They'd somehow gotten out of the tank, fallen to the floor, and crawled across the room. So yeah, they're escapey-trapeze artist types.

Mmm... Pappadeauxs...
Carrie Leigh: Angry bearcarrie_leigh on August 2nd, 2010 02:47 am (UTC)
Gag. I swear, if I have to take the dog to the vet because of freaking Captain Ron...

And yes. Pappadeaux...
tadpole_bac on August 1st, 2010 03:52 pm (UTC)
Boys are gross. Which is why I pray that if I'm ever blessed enough to have a child that it will be a girl. A girly girl. Like we were. Barbies, makeup, dresses, etc.

But, those boys are SO adorable. And the fact that they named the crawfish Captain Ron just makes me love them that much more. I'm sure their cuteness is the only thing that saves them sometimes!!
Carrie Leighcarrie_leigh on August 2nd, 2010 02:49 am (UTC)
Re: Ew.
I concur. Ew, indeed.

My boys ARE gross. But God knew what I needed. They are also sweet and uncomplicated and not moody at all, and I'm enough girl for ANY house. ;)

Congrats on your microbiology class! You ROCK, Bethy!
Ayla: Confusedabitofayla on August 1st, 2010 04:46 pm (UTC)
before I dare read... should I?
Ayla: Disgustedabitofayla on August 1st, 2010 05:40 pm (UTC)
That wasn't so bad. I was expecting blood and guts. Usually your horrific kid stories involve bodily fluids.
Carrie Leigh: getting Gibbs a coffeecarrie_leigh on August 2nd, 2010 02:49 am (UTC)
LOL. You're brave.
Jessica K Malfoy: nature: 2 on a beachjessicakmalfoy on August 1st, 2010 05:07 pm (UTC)
Ugh. Why do kids want the grossest pets? Aislynn likes snails. *gags* and I 100% agree about how nature should be viewed. I love & adore the beach, but I love it most when I'm on the balcony of a nice condo looking at the beach. I can't do the sand thing until around sunset. This may also be because of my tendancy to burn in 4 seconds flat, I don't know.
Carrie Leigh: Glee Quinncarrie_leigh on August 2nd, 2010 02:51 am (UTC)
I got a sunburn today. I'm actually at the shivering stage right now. Fun times.

Snails are nasty. If the boys ever find out what happens when you pour salt on them, I'm in trouble.
seegrim: barfing unicornseegrim on August 1st, 2010 09:51 pm (UTC)
I'm still shuddering. I think those things are utterly horrific. I'm so sorry. And ew, some more.

p.s. You're a great mom, though. :)
Carrie Leigh: The Winchesters look disgustedcarrie_leigh on August 2nd, 2010 02:54 am (UTC)
I'm grossed out. And I'm even MORE grossed out that it's in the house. I flipped my lid til they moved it OUT OF THE KITCHEN.

It was in the Kitchen, Celeste. The KITCHEN. *shuddershudder*

They better remember that I didn't flush their damn crawfish when they're griping about me in therapy when they're older.
O Demanding One: Urs: Ron! Muove Handsomeheyurs on August 2nd, 2010 01:46 pm (UTC)


Carrie Leigh: Zach Gilfordcarrie_leigh on August 4th, 2010 01:02 pm (UTC)
I didn't even think of Ron until your comment.

O Demanding One: Urs: Ron! Muove With Pupheyurs on August 4th, 2010 03:18 pm (UTC)

Mmmm...I think about him all of the time...

MUFFIN☂oh_muffy on August 4th, 2010 12:37 am (UTC)
Aw that thing looks fun! I used to catch them all the time as a kid! And love the Captain Ron reference! lol
Carrie Leigh: bitter lemonadecarrie_leigh on August 4th, 2010 01:01 pm (UTC)
Yup, he's cute and cuddly! And I thought his name was pretty darn funny, to be honest.
Carrie Leigh: fairie kisscarrie_leigh on August 6th, 2010 05:33 pm (UTC)
Fun? I can think of alot of other things that might be more fun for me. Root canals, yearly OB/Gyn evaluations, nails on a chalkboard...

Hm. I don't think I've seen the movie all the way through. I'm sure I will eventually.

Hi there, new friend!