Chocolate Covered Ants

I've decided to postpone weaning Aiden. No idea how long I will go for. I'm just going to take it day by day for now. I enjoy it too much to give it up yet.

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It was a long weekend, so no way am I going to get it all in one post. I would definitely like to mention that Ariel ate live ants this weekend. I should probably start with a little background on my sister: She DOES NOT like waking up. At all. It's funny because every once in a while, Robert and I argue over who has to wake Ariel up when we have plans to go somewhere. No one wants to do it because they know she will bite their head off in her groggy, half-awake state. It's no fun.

In the past year, twice Ariel has placed her cell phone in a glass of water during this groggy, half-awake state. Because she is not quite awake, it is not until three hours later when she finally gets out of bed that she notices what she has done. If anyone would like to donate old cell phones to the Ariel Fund, please let me know. We have already given her two of ours. I told her when we get our new phones in a couple of weeks she has to either get a super duty waterproof phone or get insurance.

Here's where the ants come in. Ariel was in one of those modes where she easily could have placed her phone in a glass of water. Instead, she chose to take a bite of her already half eaten candy bar that was sitting on her night stand. After spending several seconds trying to bang the last bite out of the bottom of the wrapper and only getting crumbs, she opened her mouth to see what the problem was. To her horror, the candy bar was covered in ants. Those were not crumbs she had been eating. They were ants. Immediately she began spitting on her bedroom floor in hopes of removing any that might be left from her mouth. Unfortunately, this pissed them off and they began biting the inside of her mouth. She ran to the bathroom to rinse in the sink. Ariel was so upset she even threw up.

She made it out of the whole ordeal with two bites on her tongue, one on the roof of her mouth and possibly some in her throat. She's not sure if those were bites, or just damage from vomiting. Either way, her tongue swelled up. Thankfully, they were not fire ants. That would have been BAD because we are both pretty allergic to those little buggers. She said they were little and black, so maybe sugar ants? Robert was on his way home from work when this happened, so he was there to take care of her in case the swelling got out of hand. In the end, he only had to take her for ice cream and she had a slight case of speech impediment for the night.

Only in Ariel's world...