I can't explain why my three-year-old, Samu is so interested in crabs. If we walk past Associated supermarket, sometimes he'll have a fit if we don't go in to visit the seafood department. They have a huge model of a crab hanging in the center of the counter and he feels the urge to kowtow to it.
Like most boys, he's fascinated with frogs and sharks as well but nothing grabs his attention more than crabs.
On vacation, I showed him how to take apart a steamed crab and fed the meat to him. At first he thought it was delicious. Then he realized what he was eating and he grew hysterical when I couldn't put the crab back together again. It was like that classic story about the kid who became attached to a rabbit the family kept in the backyard. Then one day the kid comes home from school to find the rabbit missing and nobody knows what happened but everybody enjoyed the chicken casserole dinner.
I see now it was a little thoughtless of me but we made it up to the little guy. Grammy bought him a hermit crab on the boardwalk at Wildwood, New Jersey. And now we have a new addition to the family.
Look how proud Samu is of his little crustacean pet. I just hope he survives longer than the Betta fish...
Personally, I think he's creepy looking. And I hate the way he moves around in his tank and makes me think there's a big fat mouse rustling in the house. At least he doesn't smell or take big poops.