The very next morning Ike witnessed the same spider crawling on the wall. It was not a smart spider and didn't know it was supposed to go back outside with its family. Anyway, Ike really got a paper and squished it and threw it away. Just like a brave person would do! I even checked his garbage for the carcass to make sure it wasn't just pretending to be dead like some of them do. (I didn't get out the magnifying glass, but this crumpled spider didn't look like a wolf spider--so much for Ike's classification skills.)
So there was a happy ending to this tale of dread. No more spiders and I don't have to avoid going in the room. Plus I am so proud of Isaac now. Who would believe that my brave Spider Killer was the same boy who took 11 months to go to Sunbeams without physical force? They grow up so quickly.....
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Where there is one there is more...BTW - Reg and I totally live arachnophobia in our first apartment - doing bills - thousands of white baby spiders from all over - I swear it was the worst.
Where was Ike when I needed him?
Way to go Isaac, you're braver than me!!!
I saw a fly in my car the other afternoon, and I knew that spring had nearly arrived.
I am so happy for you to have a little spider killer in the house! That saves you SO MUCH GRIEF!!! I can't do it myself. I can't even capture it in a jar. I have to just watch it until Jeremy get's home from work. Sometimes that makes for a VERY long day.
There is one exception to the rule - if my kids are in danger, I will step up and do what I have to to get rid of the threat. Otherwise, wait for Jeremy. :)
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