First text of the morning…
C says “Did you get them?”
I say “Get what?”
C says “The spiders!”
I say “No”
I go in his room and kill one, the other gets away…
I say “Got one”
C says “Hurry!!! If u don’t get them both and they aren’t there after school for me to get I’ll never be able to sleep!”
I say “Got them both”
C says “K, good”
I say “Couldn’t find one on table he tried to hide, found him :)”
C says “Sprites of the devil they are!!”
I say “LOL”
Where did he come up with that? Totally made me howl laughing.
This morning before he left for school, he told me there were two spiders in his room and he didn’t have time to deal with them. Could I please kill them. Of course, the second he walked out the door, I forgot. Hence when he sent the text, I had no idea what he was talking about…
He maybe needs to know, that we are gonna have a spider problem if he makes me be the one killing them. I hate spiders.
Hate them.
The ones in his room today I can handle, they are those little wee jumping spiders. I don’t like ‘em, but I have no problem killing them. If we have a wolf spider anywhere, we are gonna be fucked. I am terrified of them. I know it is unreasonable, I get that. It is what it is, I can’t change my reaction for some reason. My oldest son Dylan is the spider guy, he catches them and puts them outside. Luckily, for some reason there aren’t many of them in this house, which is bizarre, because the house is older, but there aren’t.
Colton’s room seems to be the hiding spot for the jumping spiders and ladybugs. He has bunches of them in his room every spring. I think I have him convinced that ladybugs are the good guys, they are good luck, he is lucky to have them in his room. Well maybe not. I know he doesn’t kill them, but he may still be unconvinced it is cool to have them in his room.
I guess I should count my blessings that my kids are so well balanced. Other than him inheriting my fear of spiders, Colton is an amazing kid. He will kill me if he ever finds out I am posting this. Too bad. He has a twisted sense of humor, and comes up with random things that I totally don’t expect, such as the sprites of the devil comment. I mean he comes by it honestly, my family is a twisted bunch of clowns. It is just who we are. Colton is like my brother in a lot of ways, very quiet and unassuming.
