Ever since my run-in with that centipede (millipede? jillipede?) last week, I’ve had bugs on my mind. Shudder. I am not a friend to bugs. I don’t need to hear the lectures on their benefits to the environment. I’m perfectly happy to let bugs be and do their work. Outside. Even when I help my husband garden (and by “help,” I mean pick stuff from his garden, and usually only when he’s out of town and unable to do it), I wear gloves and then screech pathetically if I’m surprised by something creepy and crawly, which I am. Every time. (So why am I surprised?) I can manage catching lightning bugs with my daughter, but only just barely. I’m not proud of this ick thing I have. I want to have more fortitude. I just don’t see that happening.
When searching for bug-themed food, google offered me some horribly un-cute images. I scratched myself in my frazzled freaked-outness of it all trying to get all the imaginary bugs off me. Injury by bug-images. So the ones I chose are cute and totally not-icky.
7. Draw bugs on marshmallows at the decorated cookie. (Hmm, I managed those somehow.)
11. Standing up ant cookies from The Bearfoot Baker.