It's fairly obvious that these kiddos have a dad who is in the business of killing bugs. They know far too much about insects. I hear them say things like, "It's ok Lily, that's just a wolf spider, it can't reeeeally hurt you." And when they don't know, they aren't afraid to make it up. Yesterday, while getting ready, I was cracking up listening to their conversations. They were sitting on our bed with a training manual about ants. Zach was saying things like, "This is a South American Ant that has large claws and venom!" Lily would respond with requisite squeal and huge impressed eyes. Seriously, they kill me.
We're home. In Missouri. It's a ridiculously fun and busy weekend. My birthday... complete with festivities, surprises, family get-togethers, and lots and lots of love. It's so good to be home.