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Pun Intended

Osamu is becoming a pro at purposely messing with my attempts at nice family snapshots.


There was a bee on the front porch this morning, and I was content with just letting him... be. 

Pun intended. 

Kenzo was a little afraid at first, but he ended up giving in to his curiosity and observing the bee as it was hanging around our front door. He was busy with his grasshopper and lizards, too, making sure they were all doing okay in their respective bug boxes. 

I’m still pretty impressed with the grasshopper. I caught it myself the other night. I was on a late night walk and there was this bug that seemed to be about the size of my palm scurrying across the street behind my house, casting a long shadow in the dim light. So I grabbed my litter collecting glove and plastic bag and went to work. 

I had no idea that grasshoppers could get so big. Sleepy and ready for bed as I was, I managed to catch the thing, carry it home, and stick it in the currently vacant bug box. 

The next morning when Kenzo found out he was thoroughly delighted. He was also very curious about how I caught it. So I made up a tall tale about how I had to wrestle with it and it almost got the best of me. 

He took it to school yesterday and all of his friends were impressed too.

So this morning Kenzo and I went back inside to finish getting ready for school and Eri went outside to do some stuff in the garden and she noticed the bee and yelled, "Ahhhh! It’s a wasp!" or something, "It’s dangerous!" 

So she grabbed the bug spray and sprayed it. She really just meant to get shoo it away, but it ended up breathing in the spray and expiring right there on the front porch. 

And apparently the fumes from the poison actually got into the grasshopper's box and it killed him too.

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