The Garage Has Been Colonized

Marcus went to the garage this afternoon looking for his mechanical keyboard switches and instead found… this.

The Garage Has Been Colonized

Apparently while we’ve all been focused on Sophie’s drama and my gym selfies, Theo has been quietly establishing a full entomological research facility in our garage.

Twenty-three mason jars, people. Twenty-three. Each one carefully labeled in Theo’s handwriting: “Cool Beetle,” “Fuzzy Caterpillar,” “Spider (Maybe Dangerous???)”

The moment dad realized his son is a tiny entomologist

Marcus’s exact words were “How long has this been happening?” followed by “Is that cricket still alive?” The answer to both questions remains unclear.

The best part? Theo’s complete confidence that this is totally normal and acceptable use of garage space.

The evidence: two dozen jars and counting

He gave Marcus a full guided tour, explaining each specimen like he’s David Attenborough. Meanwhile Marcus is calculating how much of his hobby equipment has been displaced by bug hotels. I’m just impressed our 11-year-old has more follow-through on his interests than his father does.

When your 11-year-old takes over your man cave

Marcus is now googling “how to build proper insect habitat” because apparently we’re leaning into this. God help us all.