Samantha was finishing up her bath. Simon skipped into the open bathroom to see how quickly she was exiting. Screaming ensued. Unusual screaming. This wasn’t a sibling fight.
Simon came racing back out, yelping breathlessly, raising the alarm and seeking help. A bug is in the bathroom! Samanatha started sobbing hysterically and screaming for help. The bug is in her tub!
The intense level of their emotions gets to me. I envision a giant water bug in the bath water with my baby girl. I send the Daddy. I can’t even go look. I’m too busy trying to scratch the creepy feeling off my arms, and cowering. No way am I facing a water bug if I don’t have to.
Josh arrives in the bathroom door, Simon urging him to hurry. “Where’s the bug?! Where is it?!” I can hear the children shouting, “RIGHT THERE! RIGHT THERE!” And Josh clearly can’t find it. Phew. At least it’s not in the water.
There’s a pause. With Daddy on the scene, calm is slowly restored, even in the presence of The Bug. Finally, I hear Josh, “Guys. That’s a mosquito.”
There are three beet red faces in the house tonight.