So this morning I am awakened to a deep thud. I bolt upright in bed and get up to see what has made the noise. As I wander into the kitchen, my eyes still unable to open completely because of the eye boogies nested deep within them, I see my 16 year old standing there. I ask her if she heard that noise and she says "Did it sound like this?" and promptly dropped the gallon jug of milk onto the hardwood kitchen floor. My first reaction was to dive and save the jug from hitting the floor, but the 10 feet of distance and my rusty diving and catching skills prevented that from occurring. My second instinct was to yelp out "Catch it!" But the fact that she dropped it on purpose cut that off at the knees. So I just let it drop and yes that was the noise I woke up to. I asked her what had happened.... her answer was to pick the jug up and show me the bottom with the dead spider on it.
Yes, my oldest daughter, the child with the 156 IQ, the one attending college and high school simultaneously, the one passionate about animal rights, used the jug of milk to kill a spider. All I could ask was... "How about using your shoe next time?" She rolled her eyes and promptly said "Whatever!" Does anyone have some Xanax they could loan me?
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