spiders and tree frogs

I was sitting on the couch watching a movie with Cora and I hear Cole say in the other room: "Dad, there is a spider in here."

We usually drop what we are doing when the kids say stuff like that because they cannot tell the difference between the bad ones and the really bad ones (there are no good ones). Fortunately, this was a very small one that I was able to dispatch with a shoe. My first smack was more of a glancing blow and five or six little specks flew off the spider.

I felt sick when I realized the little specks had legs and were scurrying away from me. They were little spider babies that were clinging to the back of the original. Revolting.

We take the good with the bad though. A few nights ago, I was walking to our bedroom and saw this little guy hopping down the hallway.