Anyway, last night I got up to use the restroom, and noticed that the cricket was awfully loud. I walked into the living room and discovered that the cricket was behind the armchair. He didn't even shut up until I leaned right over him.
So we waited until morning, pulled out the chair, and caught him in a jar.
Tough little guy.
The munchkins don't like bugs much. They kind of oogled the cricket and wandered off.
I released him later into a bunch of ivy an apartment block down.
2 comments:
I am glad they at least got to see it close up, I love the picture of Alex looking at it in the jar.
Your peach butter is wonderful, but I think I would try a batch without cinnamon. It is still good like a peach cobbler.
I hope you bounce back today. I know you are tired from being here all day on Wednesdays. It will be cooler soon.
I love you,
oops, maybe shouldn't
say that in your comments.
Mom
Nice picture. I went about "Shining" crazy last summer whilst still pregnant, on the rampage after a cricket that must have been in my wall. It must have finally died. Mwhoo ha ha ha.
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