As I've mentioned before, we're not a bug-killing family. Daddy especially doesn't kill any bugs. Lilly and I are very good about letting them outside unless we're in danger of being bit/stung.
Today, while I was in the shower, Lilly went on a bug hunt. Maybe it was her inner-bug-killing instinct that kicked in. I'm really not sure. But when I got out of the shower she announced, "I kill bug all by myfelf. Him fweepy and needed to west and take a nap and be fwiet." She then presented me with this...
I felt like I was going to burst into hysterics. Do you ever have a moment where something just tickles you so much that you don't think you can keep your laughter in? Well that's what happened when I saw that she'd killed the bug with Andy's old ID badge. There lay this dead bug, feet straight up in the air, by Andy's picture and over top his name. Just writing this is cracking me up all over again. It's so ironic. The dead bug, the anti-bug killer, Andy's picture, Lilly's response, the fact that she actually took it outside to "release" it... I'm sure you had to be there to really get the full picture. Every time I look at the pictures I laugh. Maybe you will too.
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