One time earlier in the summer we had to clear a jungle of spiders and fly specks off of our front porch. I decided we'd wash the windows at the same time. All went well until Rachel's arms flew in the air as she began to shriek about the largest spider she'd ever seen in her life. Would the girl with the vacuum please hustle over quickly to gobble it up? Erica did so, willingly. A few minutes of peace, and then another howl split the air. Rachel began fearfully pleading for my intervention, as these were the largest, and certainly the most poisonous spiders she'd ever seen. Her big brown eyes earnestly begged for me to come rescue this princess from the horrid villains, bound to attack at any moment. Then she played her trump...."They look like, just like..............like BROWN WIDOWS!!!"
I could not take this crisis very seriously.
I could not take this crisis very seriously.
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Oh dear... I had to laugh at that one once I realized there were no such things as Brown Widows. I thought, "Oh, no! another variety that I've never heard of before!"
And then I read the rest of the story. And laughed. I'm glad you got them cleaned out.
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