I eat chipmunks.

There is this cool little town up north of us that has one major attraction – chipmunks. You can go up there, sit on these boards that have been piled into an area, and the chipmunks come flying to climb on you and eat the sunflower seeds you can buy.

We took Bella a few weeks ago – naturally Sam and I were beyond excited to see what she would do when the little creatures started to climb on her. She loves all animals so I figured she was going to adore these guys.

I was right. And, not only did she love them, she also wanted to eat them. All. Immediately. She spent the hour we were there trying her hardest to catch one with her little hands so that it could go directly into her mouth to be gnawed on. (You’re welcome for that cleavage shot right there.)

They are quick, like lightning from all the kids up there trying to capture them, so she never got one. But she put up a good fight.

They are so tame they just jump right on you – and if you have a plastic baggie they will actually tug it out of your hands, or climb into the opening to get more seeds.

There were 2 little boys there who took to Bella like she was their little sister, calling her by name and trying to show her how to feed them. It was so cute. They kept saying, “Bella, Bella, listen to me! Don’t pet them because they run away and they need to eat the seeds. Why are you eating the seeds Bella?”

One of the boys knocked his seeds on the ground (he was about 4) and sadly said, “There goes my only hope.” It was all I could do not to crack up, and I gave him more seeds, as Bella protested because she wanted to eat those.

That was the other problem, she didn’t just want to eat a chipmunk, she wanted the sunflower seeds too. It was like a small wrestling match to keep her away from all of them. She was determined to eat anything with in reach – and had to try to get a chipmunk while attempting to stuff seeds into her mouth when I wasn’t watching.

At the end, we were in the gift shop and saw a small chipmunk finger puppet. Sam bought it, and we gave it to her on the way home. Her eyes lit up light Christmas morning, and she grabbed it, squealed in delight at being able to hold one in her hands finally…

And shoved it in her mouth. For the rest of the way home, all were heard were muffled screams of happiness as she chewed on it.