Photos will follow (yeah, right) but some highlights from our early-and-only summer vacation at the beautiful new home of our relatives on North Carolina's Cape Fear, during which the Bean's ant obsession has grown:
1. "The red ants are mean." Which she fortunately learned from adults, not from experience.
2. One black ant, found on the beach, grasped gently enough by the Bean on the ride home that just his hindsection seemed uncomfortably squeezed. I think some white stuff was coming out. Upon further research, this is the section that houses all the vital functions. Oops.
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