At one point I suggested looking at some tree poop (those long, dangly pollen filled oak things that show up every spring). They were reluctant, as they were in a flower petal and leaf mood, but eventually agreed. I situated the strand on the slide and focused it on the microscope.
What on earth was THAT? Did that speck just wiggle?!?!?
Sure enough, there were dozens of tiny mites scrawling around on the surface, invisible to the naked eye.
The kids were ecstatic!
“Mommy! That looks JUST like an alien!!!!” (Because they have seen so many aliens in real life…)
I want my own electron microscope. Wouldn’t it be so cool to show the kids the depth of beauty living under the surface of what we can’t see?!??!?!
This morning, as I was sitting out on the porch barefoot, eating breakfast with the kids (Mommy thinks crumbs are much more fun outside), I kept feeling itchy, crawling sensations on my feet. Who knows if there really were mites crawling on my toes from that tree poop but my mind and my toes sure were convinced.
Sometimes, perhaps, there are things it is just better not knowing…