Bug Guts in My Bath Water
I saw Gregory running down the hill while we were on vacation in the Catskills, and the theme song from “Little House on the Prairie” kept running through my head.
Daaaah daah daah daaaah daah daah da da da.
I fully expected him to fall in the grass, which, by the way, he did! The picture would be perfect if I’d had the presence of mind to make the shot a series of shots, complete with the fall. One problem: the satellite dish in the background. When we arrived back at the hotel, Gregory was desperate for a bath, and it’s no wonder the bath water was quickly dotted with bug guts from the field. So we wonder now: since Laura Ingalls wouldn’t have taken a bath every day, was her bed full of bug guts?
