This year the moths seem to be particularly pesky. Some years are bad. Some not so much. This year, I'd give it a 7 on a scale of 1-10. However, I'd probably only give it a 5 or 6 if it wasn't for the princess. For whatever reason, she is very--dare I say it--scared of moths!!! This is the same girl who can get up on a stage in front of a gazillion people and sing, dance, or act her little heart out, but put one moth in her bedroom at bedtime, and well...it ain't pretty. So now the new bedtime ritual is for her father to take the fly swatter down to her room and kill all offending moths before she goes to bed. Then he must quickly shut the door and turn all the lights off, lest they be attracted back into her room! Yikes. But that's not the worst of it. If, heaven forbid, she should have to get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, then she'll come get ME up (because her dad won't humor her at this point) to check again for moths, kill any that found their way into her room, and quickly turn off the light and shut the door.
DARN MOTHS!!!
2 comments:
My kids would not DARE to come wake me over a bug!!! She is definitely the "baby" at your house.
I made the mistake of stepping on one yesterday. They are pretty slow this time around. You should have seen the black gunk it left on the floor, just like coal dust. Those are DIRTY, YUKKY CREATURES (my humble opinion.)kl
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