Ant-icipation

A nice way to deal with the little frustrations in life is looking at them freshly through the eyes of a child. Last night, after what seemed like a long day, I found myself on my hands and knees in the kitchen, trying to sweep brownie crumbs up off the floor and muttering to myself the whole time. I must have piqued Connor's curiosity: "What are you doing, Mom?"

"I'm trying to clean up these brownie crumbs or we'll get ants."

"Oh, that's great," he exclaimed, while I wondered why it would be great to have ants in our kitchen. "Then, we can put the ants in the gel colony, with brownie crumbs in there for them to eat with some water!"

My good-hearted child delighted in finding a simple solution to our ant-less ant farm which has been ant-free since Christmas due to risk of the ants freezing to death in shipping.

Oh, to be seven again...