I told him the following items were part of the scavenger hunt: an acorn, a bug, a flower,a piece of a fern, a twig and a rock. After he found each one, he would stop and sit in the grass to write down his observations. Here is page 1 of his "scientific notebook", as he called it:
It was here that I discovered upon inspection of my legs that something had decided to enjoy me as a late afternoon snack. I had EIGHT bites on my 2 legs, and not just little bites...I'm talking welts the size of a coaster that were already hugely swollen and standing off of my legs. I called Brian over to look at them, and he kind of shuddered and said "I've never seen anything like that!" and immediately checked Jake. Jake didn't have a single bite. not one!! And for the record, our yard is surrounded by woods on two sides and while we were near the woods, we were not IN the woods. In fact, I was probably not closer than 5 feet away from the woods. How did I get attacked so viciously??
This just further cements my case that I am simply not made to be outdoors for prolonged periods of time.
But, despite that little incident (which are still there by the way, 3 days later...and still itching like crazy!) we had a great time on our little hunt.