Thursday, January 3, 2008

The Gross Out Tri-fecta

I consider myself pretty tough. I'm not easily grossed out when it comes to matters of the body or so-called slimy critters and such. I can attend a childbirth as a coach and never cringe, the sight of blood doesn't bother me in the least, I love to hold a frog or snake, and I find praying mantis and huge orb spiders fascinating.

But when it comes to wiggly teeth and ticks...ewww!

Nat has a tooth that is just dangling right now and one of my daycare kids came today with one he could twist with his tongue as it hung from the last strands of whatever holds teeth in our heads. They love to give me a big grin while they wiggle their nasty dangling tooth at me. Ugg! Gross! It gives me the heebie-jeebies. I have no idea why.

Then there's ticks. Just the sight of their little bodies is enough to send me screaming into the other room. When Mike has to take them off the dogs I have to vacate the premises, usually shuddering and mumbling to myself. They have to be the most disgusting insects ever created. Yuck, Yuck and Yuck!

So today it was the grody tri-fecta. Two nasty dangling teeth and one filthy tick on the dog. My skin is still crawling.

Which reminds me...I need to post the infamous Tick Story. You all will love it. It's a classic.

3 comments:

Holly said...

I'm the opposite. Parenthood has made me better, but I hate reptiles, slime, insects, blood, fluids, the works. Ick...

Hick said...

Yuck! I could barely read your post because the dangly teeth thing creeped me out.

Sue said...

Oh - oh - yuck. YUCK.