I never know what I think about something until I read what I've written on it.
~ William Faulkner
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
...and the race is on!
At first glance, I thought it was a baby spider...then I thought just fuzz, blowing in the breeze created by the ceiling fan. The baby was enthralled with it and I finally realized it was a small ant.
A tiny, very fast ant trying to escape a large, wobbly baby is something to see! J was really trying but has not yet mastered his pincer grip. If he had simply fallen where he was, he'd have crushed the tiny insect--a fact the ant knew, no doubt!