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.