Larry the Crab

I absolutely never know what is going to happen next. This morning began like any other. Breakfast, coffee, getting a couple kids dressed, leaving a couple in their jammies.

"Hmmm...I think I'll wash this shell that Number 2 found yesterday on our walk." The one that sat on the kitchen counter in a paper bag all night. A little squirt of soap. A little hot water.

"What a great keepsake from our (very eventful) vacation. Where should we put this when we get home? AGGGHHHHOLY CRAP!!!!WHAT THE!!!+MY FAVORITE BANSHEE SCREAM."

Much to my - and to Larry's I'm sure - surprise, a whole set of crab legs emerged mid-bath.

Another day, another story,

Em