It’s not really that I’m afraid of spiders, roaches, or other bugs…It’s just that I don’t want to see them, especially in my house.  So, obviously Jesse’s job is to save me from any critter that creeps into the house.

As I walked toward the kitchen tonight, I noticed a small, dark spot in the middle of one of the tiles.  I sneaked up on it to see what it was.  As soon as I got close enough, the tiny, little frog jumped right at me.  My reaction was, of course, to scream.  Jesse didn’t flinch.  He just asked “what is it this time?”  He then followed the froggy into the kitchen to catch him and put him outside.

That reminded me of my favorite bug story…

I was upstairs in the office, on the computer.  Jesse was downstairs watching TV.  I looked over and saw a spider crawling right beside me!  I’m laughing to myself just thinking about it.

I yell down to Jesse “spider, spider, spider!”

He yells back to me “are you serious?” (I thought he was implying that I didn’t need to be yelling about a spider)

I said “yes, I’m serious!”

Then I hear him RUNNING up the stairs… (very concerned about the spider)

I was totally confused when I saw him… with the fire extinguisher.

He said “where’s the fire?”

I couldn’t do anything but laugh.  And keep laughing.  He didn’t find it quite so funny a that moment.

He thought I had yelled “fire.”

I’ve learned my lesson.  No more yelling spider!