My son ate bugs yesterday. On purpose. And he liked it.
More specifically, they were roly-polies, and more specifically than that, after eating them, he laughed and then said with a big grin on his face, "I want to go find some caterpillars and snails and butterflies, and eat them TOO!"
I was speechless. My first order of business was to make Bennett brush his teeth several times. Michael, of course, thought it was hilarious, and reminisced about his own bug-eating days.