Our 8 year old, Graham, has some serious idiosyncrasies.
I had to look that one up twice to make sure I was spelling it correctly. I am. Trust me.
You just looked it up, didn't you?
Anyway, one of the things he, um, strongly dislikes, is if you take a bite of something he's eating - especially if you use his fork/spoon/straw because, obviously, you put your lick on it. He's often asking when handed a bowl of something, "Did you put your lick on it?" Which we always reply, "No.", because we don't want to have to re-prepare the dish making sure it is 'lick-less'.
I'm telling you this as a stupid segue into what will now become my most educational post ever. I'm actually thinking of turning this blog into a resource for homeschooling moms, scientists, or Harvard professors so, your reactions to this post will either confirm or deny my new found call.
Are you ready? Hang onto your hats - which, if your weather has been anything like ours, are large brimmed and SPF 8 billion.
Several years ago, Trey told me the story of the Nature Studies Teacher at West Dallas Community School who had all her students on a nature hike one day when they came to a cluster of Daddy Long Leg spiders.
She gently plucked one down, held it out for the curious kids to see, and then to their disgust, licked the back of the spider.
"It tastes kind of like licorice!" She exclaimed.
The kids were falling out all over the place. "That's NASTY!" "SO NASTY" "AW, THAT'S SO WRONG!" But, minutes later, all these little inner-city kids were hunting down their own daddy long leg spiders and licking them too, squealing, "It really does taste! That's so CRAZY!"
I've always loved that story because I love nature studies and watching children being wowed by God's creation. That being said, while we were at the ranch this weekend, we found cluster after cluster of Daddy Long Legs and I felt prompted to have our own nature studies class right by the pool.
I caught one, closed my eyes, and licked it. Weird. Kinda like black licorice or peppermint. Kinda numbed my tongue a little. You know you're gonna try it.
For the next fifteen minutes, 12 people - four over the age of 29 - were catching creepy crawly things and licking them to test my theory. Graham had to make sure he was catching spiders that no one else had 'put their lick on'. By the end of the morning, that was no easy task.
Later, Trey asked me, "Now, where did you hear that story?"
"I thought YOU told me!"
"Nope, never heard it before."
"Oh. My bad."
Footnote: Daddy Long Legs, or Harvestmen, are, in fact, arachnids but not actually spiders. They have only one body section and two eyes, not eight, which makes it much easier to lick their backs without actually touching your tongue to their eyeballs. Shudder.
They are also not poisonous.
Y'all have a great weekend!
*No daddy long legs were harmed in the execution of this experiment.
**Except for the one Sadie licked because, for the love of Pete, look how she's holding it.
This one may have lost a leg or two.