We recently had the bug man out, as it was getting out of control around here. As a result, there have been surges of bugs as they all go crazy trying to get away from the poison. The bug man assures me this is normal and I tend to agree since most of them are sort of dying when we find them. There was the one who took up residence on the ceiling of dining room before P. got him, but that's another story.
Anyway, I was trying to have rest/prayer time this afternoon but of course everyone followed me into my room and started rolling around on the floor. Why, I didn't understand. But then I hear Biki talking about crabs and then Beanie yells over the conqueror, "YUCK!!!!!!!!!! A giant cockroach!!!!!!!!!" and then pretended to smash him. Yes, my kids play cockroach. It is that bad, but at least they have enough self-respect not to call them palmetto bugs!!