The Best Christmas Present Ev-er

I've been trying to deal with the guilt that comes with receiving a new laptop from your spouse when you've purchased him an ant farm (albeit the best ant farm I could find).

You might be wondering how in the world I would even think up the idea of giving Guapo an ant farm (or why?). It's some strange appendage from his childhood-he has very fond memories of having an ant farm as a young lad. Whenever I ask him what he wants for his birthday or Christmas that's always the first (and only) answer he gives me (he's less than helpful in the present department). I've tried other ant farms before, but they were always a "disappointment"-ie lots of dead ants, no tunneling.

But, as I was struggling this year to stay within our tight Christmas budget (apparently so HE could buy the good gifts and get all the glory), I figured, "What the heck, I'll get him another ant farm."

Well, the ants arrived today in the mail and I got to put them in their new habitat:

I kept an eye on them for a few hours and there was no tunneling action going on; I was certain we were on the brink of another ant apocalypse.

But, lo and behold-check out what they've done this evening:

Pretty dang cool, huh?

The beauty of my gift is that it keeps on giving; according to the instructions, long after your ants have died, "their art lives on-a testament to the collective intelligence and industrious determination of this incredible insect...each kit includes a lighted base for showcasing your unique sculpture as a beautiful night light."

I'm sure it will end up in Juan Carlos's bedroom. Actually I'm hoping it ends up there as Guapo is threatening to put it on the fireplace mantle.

Have a great weekend!