going buggy

While walking in the woods, Taylor and I discovered an ant nest. He was fascinated by the crawling and scurrying and bent down to investigate. He pointed to an ant, which then crawled up his arm. He imediately started screaming. He felt very violated by the little guy. Now everything is a bug, pieces of fluff, specks of dirt. After eating a sticky treat, Taylors hands became covered with carpet fibers. I heard this babbling and screaching from upstairs. I came to the rescue and tried to show him that the carpet fluff was not out to get him. Poor kid.