The past couple of weeks have been like Wild Kingdom around here; namely, the insect episodes. Because of the nonstop rain over the past couple of weeks, our house has become infested with ants (small ants, huge ants that move like spiders, flying ants), crickets, roaches, and today I used a clothespin to grab a praying mantis from my curtains and drop it out the window. Outside (and occasionally inside) it is like the plague of frogs, accompanied with foot and a half long earthworms. The flying ants came out in swarms one morning, and the kids went nuts because they love to fry them and eat them. I actually tried one and it wasn't bad. It kind of tasted like a peanut, if peanuts had wings that get stuck in your teeth.
On the Lily road the other day, Lani and I saw a dung beetle rolling dung and then a mongoose within 30 seconds of each other. And the kicker: the staff at the community center killed a black mamba behind the vegetable tunnels. Ugh.
Speaking of wildlife, to close this fascinating update I would like to leave you with a couple of quotes that were spoken in my house over the past few weeks. The speakers will remain anonymous, to protect our last shreds of dignity.
"Does this mean I have to take three baths this week?"
"Is it cold outside, or should I shave my other leg?"
"I always get him confused with Tiger Woods." (in reference to the future president of America).