Last night I was sitting on the couch reading a book when I heard one of the boys in the kitchen. I turned around and realized it was Little Guy who was up way past his bedtime.
"Little Guy, what are you doing?"
"Sorry, Mom, I am just getting one of Daddy's shoes."
"Umm... why do you need one of Daddy's shoes?"
"There is a bug in my room and I need big ammo."
I don't know how big the bug was, but after Little Guy squashed it with hubs' size 13s I don't think it was a problem anymore.
2 comments:
BEHHEHEH!! I LOATHE bugs. I CAN kill them if I'm home alone, but if Hubby's there, I'm TOTALLY making him do it!
Love it! In our house, it's always, don't use MY shoe, go get one of YOUR shoes! LOL! :)
Unfortunately, I'm usually the bug killer around here. I seem to "rustle" them up and out, which is awful. As long as my husband will kill the snakes outside, that's an arrangement I'm ok with. It's when he does his whole "it's a GOOD snake, I left it alone" that I get really unhappy!
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