Eclectic Muddlehood

Athena has a bit of an addiction to nature programs and nature documentary films.  She adores watching them and is facinated in general with life science.  Today, while I wrestled Apollo and Artemis down for a reluctant nap, Athena parked herself in front of the television to watch the latest episode of the PBS series Nature, which was entitled, Silence of the Bees.  In brief, the program was about the hive collapses and mass extinctions in honey bee populations around the world and the work that is being done to solve the mystery.  Apparently, during part of the program there was a detailed explanation about honey production including the fact that honey bees bring nectar back to the hive in their stomachs and regurgitate it into the comb and tada; honey.  Athena took a minute to process this information, met me at the door to the twin’s bedroom and turned to me with an accusatory, but quietly horrified tone.  You’ve been putting bee barf on my toast? she asked, looking at me incredulously.  I was at a momentary, yet amused loss for words.  I guess I have. I answered.  Have I been eating any other animal barf? she suspiciously questioned.  I don’t think so, honey. I responded thoughtlessly.  She glared at me and muttered Please don’t call me that.  I simply said, Yes dear. and excused myself to the bathroom for a private, out of earshot giggle fit.