Wednesday, January 6, 2010


wednesday, jan 6: it's late. he comes out of his bedroom, scared there's a black widow in a jacket lying on the floor. silly boy. i tell him we have a bug guy that comes every month and sprays down the house, so there's no way any bugs -- even black widows -- can get inside the house. he hesitates -- can he trust me? -- and decides it's okay. he comes over and gives me a huge hug, just hugging and hugging and hugging, before clambering back into his house, thoughts of a black widow vanquished.

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