Yes, you read that right. No they weren’t gummy worms.
A little background: I was doing yard work Thurdsay afternoon with my six year old son, Damon. We were cutting sod and being entertained by the “chee chees” as they gobbled down every worm we unearthed. Damon remarked that they must taste good, the way the chickens fought over them. And out it came: “5 bucks if you eat one.” Am I still in jr high? How do I deserve to have children? To my suprise, my Damon, more brain child than adventurer, eagerly accepted. He brazenly swallowed one, and just to be sure, slurped a second juicy earthworm without so much as a flinch! To his credit, he rinsed them off first. I was equal parts disgusted and awestruck. My boy! I paid him off and he earned bragging rights. FYI: Damon says earthworms taste like “nothing, and dirt.”
Story is not finished. When Shea got home, I told him what his son had done. A little more background: my hubby is a stomach mounted on long, hollow legs. He is famous for two kinds of eating: quantity and quality…the negative kind.
Stats on my first claim: he ate a football player under the table at a pizza buffet I named “the Pizza Trough.” He cleaned up 36 slices of pizza, 3 side salads and 8 refills on his drink. The other guy caved somewhere in the twenties which means the last 16 slices at least were OPTIONAL. That is my man. He has also downed an 8 pound burrito, an entire 3 layer chocolate cake, a family size deep-dish lasagna, and shattered countless other eating records.
Stats on my second claim: he finishes what other people can’t or won’t eat, and he will eat almost anything under peer pressure. He ate the “hundred year old egg” of Fear Factor fame. He ate a chocolate dipped cricket as part of a far fetched object lesson on the ten plagues of Egypt in Sunday School. There are too many of these to name, but if you need further proof, click this link: Shea eating a pig eyeball on a dare. Once again, you read that right.
So when Shea heard his own son had downed two wigglers, he was not to be outdone. And that, my friends, is how we encountered this scene:
Have I lost you yet? If you are actually still around to see more, click here to see who won. Don’t click if you just ate or have a weak stomach. (Seriously, this is a clip of Shea losing the contest by losing his worms.)
Those are my men! I’d like to say we’ve been on the farm too long, that we need to get out more, that this is an exceptionally strange thing to happen in our family. But really, we were this weird to start with. Worms away!