Little people have the capacity to do really big gross things. Take yesterday when Tiny ambled over to me with a strange expression on her face. She is always shoving random things in her mouth. She thinks it's a hoot. I am always rescuing pieces of Lego, coins, googly eyes, crayons, you name it, Tiny wants to chew it. She opened her mouth. Nothing.
It was then that I noticed a snail shell neatly shoved over her thumb.
Let's backtrack. Earlier in the day I had asked the Doctor to remove a snail that I had spotted careening at a slow pace up an interior wall. I'd just thought he'd done it and moved on.
Apparently not. Tiny went for a taste test. So Frenchy, so fresh. So absolutely not chic. Poor Tiny. Slightly bubbly. Earthy. Slimey. Your everyday garden variety of snail. So not escargot.
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