The last week has been amazing for weather and we’ve been out pretty much every day, except the hottest part of the day which has been spent trying to plug Little Z with liquids, ice lollies, ice cream…anything cold really! We have all become addicted to Vimto, strawberries, cold showers and ice cubes. Can you believe it? We’re actually having a proper summer.
The only slightly challenging part is that the insect population seems to be taking sanctuary in our house. They are popping out from everywhere. You can be sat quietly one minute and running for your life, usually in circles around your front room, the next. I’m not a fan of spiders. Not quite to the blood curdling screaming levels but enough to make me jump off the sofa and start calling the other half.
There is now a myriad of plastic containers scattered around our house to capture them safely and let then out. The crafty buggers just find their way back though.
Of course I’ve been careful not to pass on this irrational dislike of spiders to Little Z. He was curious at first and then a bit uncomfortable at the spiders speedy scuttling. But now, through our awesome parenting this is the usual scenario you find in our house whenever a spider emerges:
[OH enters with massive Daddy Long Legs caught in plastic jug with only paper covering the top. Daddy Long Legs going slightly mental in valiant attempt to escape]
OH: “Look how big he is!”
[Daddy Long Legs flies around looking furious]
Me: [Instant reflex of putting legs on sofa goes into action]
“Get it out, get it out, get it OOOUT!”
Little Z: [Runs up to OH]
“Hi Woolly! Are you ok? What you doing? Are you going outside?”
Still, he’s not scared so we’ve succeeded, right?
(Photo Credit: BBC CBeebies)