posted on Jul, 21 2008 @ 04:16 AM
This was my unexpected morning after my son woke up and ate breakfast, and when my mother comes into the kitchen.
Mom: "I see ants"
Mom: "In here"
Son: "I gotta get the ants! Where's my daddy?"
Me: "On the way home"
Mom: Looking at son, getting food for breakfast. Sees a few more ants.
Me: Starts taking things out of the cupboard, shakes ants off into sink and down the drain.
Son: "I gotta get the ants!" Sticks head into cupboard.
Me: "Don't stick your head in there cause ants are gonna get all into your hair"
Son: Takes head out of cupboard...runs around in circles flinging his hair.
Mom: "What are you getting so excited for?"
Son: runs to get his flashlight and says, "Ah, they're coming from the tissue"
Me: Hears husband coming home. Walks to desk...sits in front of computer with head on table. Hears husband coming through the door.
Son: "Daddy's home!"
Son: "Daddy! We got ants!"
Me: "Here we go"
Mom: Goes to room and closes the door.
Husband: Walks to kitchen, sees everything on the stove and says, "I leave for one hour and all this happens?"
Son: "Daddy? The ants are going for the tissue?"
Husband: "Ants don't eat toilet paper...they gotta be coming for something else. !@#$%^& there's ants all over the floor. I see them!"
repeats: "I leave for one hour and all this happens?"
Me: "I tried to contain them, but the boy kept getting in the way saying he needed to get the ants, and ma was somewhat in the way too..."
Husband: "But your the adult...you could of just told him to go sit down and told her go to her room because you have to clean up the ants!"
Me: "I tried to but..."
Husband: "You should of put a perimeter of spray around the floor up to the edges and around the toilet paper"
Me: stares into space...listens to husband say, "why didn't you do this...why didn't you do that"
Husband: "There's ants on the stove now. Look! You didn't even check to see if they were off everything."
Me: "But you just put the paper plates on the stove...that's why I kept them in the cupboard because there were ants on them...now you just put
them on the stove."
Husband: grabs spray...proceeds to show me how to set perimeter.
Mom: Opens bedroom door, peeks out head and says, "Is it safe for me to wash my clothes?"
Husband: "uh, not yet"
Mom: puts head back in and closes bedroom door
Husband: says to son, "Get a white towel and set it on the floor."
Son: runs to room, comes back out and says, "Mommy, I can't reach the towel"
Me: breaths in through nose out through mouth...wax on wax off..."Yes, I'll be right there."
Husband: says to son, "get the toilet paper and start placing it on the towel...make sure to take the wrappers off...no...no...like this."
Husband: clears stoves...places everything on the floor, couch, stands...then starts stacking toilet paper near stovetop.
Me: Sits back on couch...fads in and out..."I've got so much to do already!"
Son: "Good gravy! That's a lot of toilet paper"
Me: watches husband then pull out refrigerator, start spraying the back and all around..."see, you gotta get it all over"
conclusion to story: We end up cleaning the whole dining/family room, kitchen, vacuum the floor, go to the hardware store buy new shelves and
containers, clean up and make sure nothing is on the floor. And all over little bitty ants. Well, at least the house got cleaned.