When we walked in, there were the missionaries with turkey basting pans heaped with crawfish.
Carolyn took one look and said, "Why are those boys eating those nasty red bugs?"
It took her almost two full hours to get up the guts to touch one and this is exactly how she felt about it:
Then, another of the little girls started smooching the crawfish, and Carolyn couldn't be outdone:
In the end, she was eating them faster than I could peel them exclaiming, "Man, these are just really, really good! I like these bugs."
She is my child.