*Updated with more pictures!
Earlier this week one of the girls called everyone out to the driveway to see what she had found. There were little caterpillars marching uniformly across on their way to the other side.
Everyone remarked about how cute they were and we all wondered where they came from. The little girls picked up a few and put them in jars and they spent the better part of the day playing with them.
It wasn't very long, though, before the girls started to complain that they couldn't go outside without stepping on caterpillars. I thought they were exaggerating and went to take a look myself.
That's when I did a slow shudder beginning at the top of my head and finally ending at the tips of my toes, and let out a shriek that echoed for several seconds and made all the pigeons fly out of Times Square in slow motion.
In just a few hours there were thousands more caterpillars marching across the driveway. As we looked more closely, we could see the blades of grass in the yard moving. There were caterpillars seemingly on every blade of grass! The ground was literally writhing with thousands of the little buggars!
They were even crawling up the brick walls of our house!
Later that day, I took Madison to work for her dad, and she reported after she got home that the phone was ringing off the hook with people calling the golf shop to complain about the caterpillars on the putting greens!
As I drove along I could see caterpillars EVERYWHERE! They were making the same march across each driveway I passed!
We have heard that they are army worms, but when I did a little research, I saw that army worms are nocturnal, and these little devils are definitely not.
All I know is, they are not nearly as cute as we first thought, and now that we have noticed them eating up our accidental watermelon plants, we are using all of our resources to get rid of them. We are barely making a dent, though, as they seem to be multiplying by the minute!
We've had some good discussions about the ten plagues and how environmental control of a species is sometimes necessary.
Plus, we've been doing a lot of the shudder/gross out dance.
Accompanied by shrieking, of course.