I hate spiders, ants, box elder bugs, anything crawly really. It's amazing that I like camping because I hate bugs. So it was a sweet sound to my ears this morning when I heard Macey call from downstairs, "Mom, there is a huge spider on the wall, I'm gonna KILL it."
Now Maryn she would scream and run and tell me there was a spider. If I find it I yell to Matt to come kill it and he makes me take care of it anyway. Matt he tries to catch it and let it outside unless it's difficult that the thing meets it's demise. Mason he'll analyze it and say eww and keep a safe distance from it. And my sweet Macey is my designated spider killer.

