Oct 22 2008
The Flies
My daughter is horribly scared of any type of insect. Unfortunately, we have a problem with one of the windows in her room-flies and ladybugs get in around it somehow. The creatures then meet their demise on her windowsill. As a result, there is sometimes an accumulation of little dead bodies on her windowsill. Since it is behind her curtain, I rarely notice unless I am cleaning house. One night this week, my husband decided to use the dust buster to clean the insect graveyard up and because my daughter was afraid, he left the appliance in her room, telling her it would scare the flies away from her bed.
The next night, it was my turn to do bedtime. As I was getting ready to leave her room, she asked me to vacuum the two or three flies in her windowsill (apparently she’s keeping track now). I told her it would be okay but she became distressed and was going to cry (she said it was ugly and scary-go figure). I ended up vacuuming them up and then she begged to keep the dust buster in her room again. I was tired and not up for a reasoning match so I left it. When it got downstairs, I told my husband he’d better consult me next time before establishing dust busting the window sills as part of the bedtime routine. Grrr. . .