I *was* about to put all three of us (Khalid & Mystery Bean and I) down for a much-needed nap, except we experienced a slight detour on the way to the bedroom, where Khalid discovered, and promptly attempted to eat, a live beetle.
And I, in all the grossness that is being the Momma of a little boy, reached in and pulled the live beetle out of his mouth.
And Khalid ran away and threw a tantrum in a corner by the bathroom.
(my snaa-aaa-aaaaack! bwaaaa-haaaaa-haaaa!)
And the beetle got back on its feet and resumed its wobbly journey across the living room carpet.
And I went for the vacuum cleaner.
I’ll feel sorry for the beetle later. Right now I’m grossed out. And sleepy.