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I was attempting to not be completely nauseated by a crate full of slimy snails that my kids collected yesterday by playing the photographer...

"Mom, they tickle when they slide around on your skin!"

Gulp...do not hurl and play it cool....

"Wow, there's sooo many! Sadie, do NOT kiss them!"

"Why not?"

"They live in dirt and poo poo on the ground."

"No they don't Mom, they're clean and I love them."

Ugh.

The best part is that I put the girls into the bathtub and scrubbed them down and we forgot to let them go. This morning there are snails all over my patio, on the ceiling, the window, etc...
We love God's creations but we now had overload.

This morning Chloe, who helped collect them, woke up and said, "Mom, I'm so grossed out, there are snails everywhere outside cuz we didn't let them go and they got out of the box."

Nice.

We've had a great time finding where they crawled off to... ceiling fan, light fixtures, gutter, furniture. They make an amazing crackly suction sound when you pull them off. They also leave a beautiful boogery residue.

In honor of Spongebob, they were all named Gary. All 500 Gary's have now been removed and given a new home.