Our evening was disturbed by ear-splitting screams from our 8 year old. We all dashed up to see what was wrong, expecting burglars, monsters, or fire. Or perhaps a nightmare or a night terror.
He was convinced he had seen a rat in his bedroom. Whatever it was, it was now hidden deep in a store room. The two girls were now gibbering with fear, while the boy was still very tearful, and we had to double up sleeping arrangements so that no one was left alone with such a hideous monster lurking.
I tried to explain that a rat is just like a rabbit, that some people have them as pets, and so there was nothing to fear.
But then my 16 year old son said “well some people have pet tarantulas, so why are you still scared of spiders?”
I have no answer.
(It was actually a small field mouse, brought in by the cat)
But then my 16 year old son said “well some people have pet tarantulas, so why are you still scared of spiders?”
ReplyDeleteThis is neat.
I hate to go to the bottom of the barrel here on this one, but it's sort of like this - one does not necessaraly mind the smell of his own bowels. After all, it's yours, your familiar with it.
sht smells like sht, and spiders are scary, unless of course they're yours.