On Monday night I went out to the kitchen to get myself a piece of cake out of the fridge (I know, bad me). When I put the plate down and turned the light on over the stove, I found this guy (or girl as the case may be). I put the applesauce jar over it so that it couldn't get away. It was so big that I didn't want to squish it. I also wanted to show Tim how big it was. I'm not sure the pictures do it justice. This morning I noticed that it now has a pouch attached to it, and I'm guessing that it's a mommy spider with eggs. I'm going to have to "Google" some spider info. How can something so small be so creepy?
The boys checking it out this morning.
Also in this mornings news, Ethan whining in the corner because I would not give him more toast (he only ate the butter off of the first piece). Tyler was telling him "You need to listen to mommy and daddy, OK?". Then he was calling him "fella". There are so many of these things that happen daily to make smile, but sometimes it's so much easier to remember the frustrations.