A box full of maggots.
That is what you get when your child blatantly disobeys you and brings a pencil box full of acorns in your house and hides them in the closet for two weeks.
Then said child sneaks them back out and pops open the box in the back yard and you hear the most terrified screaming imaginable issue forth.
But that is nothing compared to the screaming that commences when said child is forced to clean up the mess in the yard and check her closet to ensure there are no escapees.
Hah. She wants to move into the bathroom now.
Poetic justice for disobedience. God IS good.
And that was the text I sent several if my friends. One of which I have never texted on her phone. So she checked with me to ensure it was me. At that time she thanked me because HER daughter had just collected a box which was on the shelf next to her bed.
But it gets better.
My friend then posted a blurb about it on FB. It was just a summary so it ended up sounding like the maggots were discovered in my house instead of outside.
And one of her friends then mentioned that there must be more in there than just acorns because maggots go for meat.
So now it's sounding even more gross and I'm sounding like a very nasty skank.
But Heather redeemed me by googling it and informing us all that they weren't maggots after all. They are acorn weevils.
I feel so much better now.
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