The other day, when we were outside gardening, I let my baby eat a goldfish cracker.
It had an ant on it.
I was busy pulling a weed, and I had dirty hands, and I saw him raise the cracker to his mouth, and this is what I decided:
“You’re never too young to learn that life is a goldfish cracker with an ant on it.”
or for those of you who aren’t into extremely vague and kooky metaphors:
“Life is a delicious treat seasoned with some tough bugs.”
And in the fashion of wise people and children, he ate the cracker, bug and all, and thought it was delicious. He didn’t let the ant ruin his life, or his cracker…
I’m sorry Sheldon, but it was for your own good.