My oldest boy was called away from his busy mushing, digging, and smashing in the mud duties to attend to his sisters' fair maidening duties. The girls were playing a game that entailed "finding" a spider, screaming, and running away. My little hero, confused and frustrated in his spider squishing duties, wondered why he couldn't find any."Relax, honey," I told him, "This is only a drill."
If there had been an actual spider, Mommy would have run.
ROFL!
ReplyDeleteAs a follow up, I would like to report that the morning after this post, my dear sweet husband (Martin Enterprises Executive Officer of Spider Eradications) woke up with three spider bites on the back of his neck.
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