Lobstah

September 9, 2009

If you’ve lived on a Maine island for 20 years, and you’ve ventured out of your home a few times to get supplies, chances are you’ve met a good lobsterman.

And chances are that lobsterman is good and kind (he is, after all, from Maine) and loves to give adorables the opportunity to “catch” lobsters, even if only in imaginary terms.

He is probably humored to leave lobsters in the trap at the end of your dock in hopes that good little adorables will think they have “caught” them.

So here’s how this played out for us…

Heave ho!

Pull a little harder! Almost there…

Success!

Poor little succulent creatures.

Dance, Monkey, Dance.

These were softshells, so they were fun to touch.

The anticipation was killing me…

Ready for transport.

Now here’s something I didn’t know: if you stand a lobster on its head and rub gently between its eyes, it will become hypnotized.

And stay there just like this.

And then we put the adorables to bed (!) and ate ourselves silly.

I was responsible for three. Yes, really.

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Category: Family Trippin'
Tags: lobster, Maine lobster |

5 Comments »

marla
on September 9, 2009 9:31 am
This was the best!!!!!
Whitney Trujillo
on September 9, 2009 11:13 am
I love this post! It is too cute that the kids think they caught the lobsters! They are going to go through life thinking lobster claws are always taped!
Julie
on September 10, 2009 6:43 am
Love how the lobsters in the traps already had elastics on their claws. =)
Heidi Farmer
on September 10, 2009 9:48 am
luckily the adorables are too young to notice!
Jenny
on September 14, 2009 12:03 pm
I am so jealous! Only 3? I get fresh seafood so very little out here in KS I would have ate the whole create!