Protein snack (almost)

Nolan and I were outside in the front yard a few days ago. I had pulled out his car seat, put it on the grass, and was trying to adjust it so that he can sit forward facing (yahoo!). By the way, I HATE dealing with car seats and I never did figure it out... thanks for fixing it, Justin! Anyway, Nolan always crawls to the same area of our yard to sample rocks and dirt. I keep thinking that he'll get it in his head that dirt is gross, but he keeps going back for more! I made him spit some out, and carried him back onto the grass. When I looked up a minute later, he was back to his same place and I could tell he was holding something, poised for his mouth. I walked over, and reached for his hand only to find a HUGE stinkbug in his grasp!!! I came apart. I started flinging his arm so that he'd let go of it, he started crying hysterically (I'm not sure, but I might have hurt him), and he only held on tighter! I picked him up, shook it some more (I hope he doesn't have shaken -baby syndrome), and finally had to wipe his hand on the grass to make him release his prisoner. Oh boy, was he sad to lose his little friend! I'm pretty sure that I saved that stinkbug's life... a second later and it would have been a protein snack for Nolan! Yummy!!! Here's a little pictures of Nolan's buddy: