Ever catch lightning bugs as a kid? I used to look forward to the start of summer and the emergence of fireflies so I could swipe them gently from the air and place them in a jar to watch their magical asses blink-blink. Eventually, I learned that if you hold them between your fingers with one hand, you can turn them over, grab the ass with your other hand, and yank off the blink-blink. We'd stick the gooey bits on our fingers and prance around the yard with glowing "rings." Sick, isn't it?
Needless to say, I haven't yet taught my children how to pull off the lil glowing bit and am not sure if I ever will. Now, my joy comes from seeing my anklebiters run around the yard awkwardly plucking the little buggers from the night sky and placing them in a jar to stare in awe at the wonder of those itty-bitty lights. "Light bug! Light bug!" screams Zach, my 2-year old, so excited to see his flickering friends. Oh, to see the world through the eyes of a child again.
Friday, June 16, 2006
'Tis the Season
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I'll admit that I, too, used to dismember fireflies and wear them as jewelry. I will also refrain from passing this bit of childhood cruelty on to my children, although I'm sure they'll discover it on their own.
Seeing the world through a child's eyes again is a thrill of parenthood that is as unexpected as it is wonderful.
Proof yet again of my weirdness. Never did it. Can't imagine wanting too, even now when I'm a bitter old man.
Caught them and put them into jars. I wanted to collect enough by which to read, when we were on the farm, since we had no electricity. Never did collect enough.
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Ah, Fletcher, don't feel too bad. Jimmy and I will likely burn in Hell for all the lightning bugs we dismembered. :)
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