Monday, August 2, 2010

Arachnids begone, not arachnoids, which would require a telescope or surgery

Take THAT, you toddler-eating spider biatches. I just soaked the carpet under Henry's crib with cedar citronella naturally derived bugspray and layered the baseboards with lemon oil Mrs Meyers Clean Day. I also vacuumed the shit out of that whole room today, so whatever spiders are biting my precious little pea better back the fuck off. Or I will seriously get a night vision camera and kill every last one of them with my bare hands. Or at least get Chris to.

Poor Henry. He's been eaten alive over the past couple of weeks, and now has an eye swollen shut to go with his other puss crusted bites. Capital G-ross.

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