wolfie the spider must die

so the kids are home alone today and they saw a “huge” spider before we left but we couldn’t locate it. after apparently extensively googling it in a panic, 13yo swore it was a brown recluse (poisonous) but Daddy said it’s probably a wolf spider.

fast forward to now when I’m getting texts about wolfie. apparently they found him near their bathroom again. 10yo texts that they have found it. twice. then texts that 13yo is going to spray it.

radio silence.

10yo finally texts me that 13yo sprayed it and IT DISAPPEARED!! general chaos and terror ensues when they cannot locate it. i tell 10yo to tell her sister to go on the other side of the house. after a pause, i am informed the 13yo is crying and ON TOP OF THE FRIDGE and she won’t come down. after talking to her on the phone, she says she is more on the counter but won’t come off until wolfie is dead. apparently Daddy had been called to come kill wolfie in on his lunch break. that’s what hubbies are good for. 😁

stay tuned for wolfie termination….


so last Thursday i took 10yo to dentist to have some extractions. she was not happy about this – until they have her nitrous and then, according to her, she slept with her eyes open.

conversation on the way home:

10yo (mumbling bc mouth half asleep from novocaine): i wanna to go to Tacoland.

me: Taco Del Mar?

10yo: no, Tacoland

me: Taco Bell?

10yo: no, Tacoland

me: there is no such thing as Tacoland

10yo: I’m Tacoland!!! I’m a taco! in Tacoland! *giggling *

me: [laughing so hard i nearly lost control of car] a taco in Tacoland

10yo: yes. did someone put a giant marshmallow into my face? i feel like someone put a giant marshmallow on my face

me: [snickering] yes

10yo: yay. *giggling *

maybe they gave her too much nitrous?? lol. shame i couldn’t video since i was driving.

today Daddy gets to take BOTH of them to get extractions. Lawd help him. hahahaha