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TIFU by letting my kid hold a box of crickets

Today we went into town to buy some crickets for our pet leopard gecko, Bossk. He is growing fast and has a voracious appetite. Crickets are his favorite. I secured 50 crickets from the nice dude at the bait store, which he put into the small tank I provided. My wife was driving, and we set off back home.

My 11 year old son wanted to look at the crickets so I handed him the tank. Curiosity satisfied, he tried to hand the tank back to me. Before I could say "don't pick it up by the lid or it will fall off", he picked it up by the lid. And it fell off.

He panicked and tried to grab the falling tank, but only succeeded in batting it up into the air. It span wildly and sprayed 50 crickets all around the car. My wife is certainly not squeamish about bugs, but when you're driving through town and it suddenly starts raining crickets inside the vehicle you're currently operating, things get wild. Fast.

My son had the door partially open and seemed ready to head on out. I'm not sure if he was trying to escape the swarm or his rapidly deteriorating parents. I politely screamed at him that opening a door while we're moving and in traffic wouldn't be high up on my list of recommended coping strategies.

We also had our Pomeranian in the car. she went absolutely insane and went bouncing around all over the place like a big fluffy cricket. She didn't know what was going on. Was this the best game ever? Why was her human mom squealing and swerving around? Are these things edible? Why is the small human bailing out?

Fortunately, we weren't too far from home, and my wife managed to white-knuckle it through the traffic and get us back safely in one piece. The car is currently on the drive with a bunch of sticky traps on the floor. Bossk is looking murderous.

TL;DR: Gave my child a box of insects in a moving vehicle. It opened. Absolute chaos followed.

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