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Our Family's Bitter/Sweet Life

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Something's BUGGING Me

Mrs. Nurse Boy here.

I have said it before and I'll say it again. I am a CITY GIRL. Yes, I do love the beauty of the country, lakes, mountains, oceans, and rivers. You cannot deny how magnificent our Creator is when you look into the night sky in the middle of nowhere. But, it is in the middle of nowhere where you find bugs, spiders, rodents, and reptiles. All of which I hate.

It really is my mother's fault. She is TERRIFIED by all of those things. I have NEVER known her to squish a spider all by herself. She simply hollers (at the top of her lungs), "DAN!!!!!!!" If he is not around, she MIGHT get out the vacuum. She can't even take a tissue and pick up a dead bug. Oh, and all dead bugs MUST be flushed down the toilet, to prevent any and all resurrections. She thinks all of the spiders in her house like to play dead, only to taunt her again and again from the corner of her ceiling.

I am not that bad. I see one and I am on a mission to KILL, KILL, KILL.

My problem? Both of the boys are studying insects at school. It has become a passion for them. Ironically, I have been discovering a lot more spiders and crickets in my house than normal. Bruiser will start yelling (at the top of his lungs), "I found a cricket!"

My response? "Good! Kill it!"

Bruiser immediately gets a sad look on his face and says, "No! I want to catch it!"

Really? Catch it? Yuck!

They keep taking these insects they find all around the house to school. Are these teachers crazy? Do they really want a classroom full of these things. I am starting to feel things crawling all over me just thinking about it! YUCK!

I can't wait until they start studying something else. How about nutrition? We can hunt for all things with whole grains, crispy veggies, and fresh fruit. And, maybe, just maybe, they will start to holler (at the top of their lungs), "I found some broccoli!"

My response? "Good! Eat it!"


Imperfect Mom said...

I feel your pain.

Last night, the dog had something cornered by our paper shredder. It un-cornered itself and went scurrying across my floor.

Of course I was the first to spot it. It was extremely icky and resembled some sort of horned millipede.

I tend not to be terribly bug squeamish, but this one triggered my gag reflex for some reason. It was just so slimy looking. Of course MotH and AM had to study it.

Chaos-Jamie said...

I hear ya! Tonight I descended the stairs to find a ginormous (in my children's words) wolf spider crawling up my wall. All kids sleeping. I ACTUALLY scanned around the room looking for a container for it until I remembered NO ONE WOULD KNOW if I committed spider murder right there in my stairwell.

Sir Nottaguy-Imadad said...

I am the head of the spider mafia in my household. My wife HATES! spiders (or any bug in general), and will holler for me when one is spotted. I then move in and put the "hit" on it. It is also a requirement to flush the offending intruder, just in case it really isn't dead.
It just so happens that the grandson (7 yrs old) is currently facinated with anything creepy crawly. They make and interesting combination when together.