Ah, I See... Okay, I Take It Back.

Turns out he was planning on taking them -- one each of what he thinks are four different kinds of grubs -- to the garden shop around the corner, to ask the folks up there exactly what they are and what to do about them.

Which actually makes a certain amount of sense. Loads more than I was giving him credit for. Amd that wasn't really fair.

Even if I am afraid they're just going to tell him "Grubs," and "GrubEx."

It's a good thing he came home when he did and explained it to me, though. Because I'd suddenly remembered about Johnny's obsession with making soup, and I was about to go throw them out into the road...