Last night during our battle to get Layla to go to bed, she pounded on the door with an urgency and purpose.
"Daddy! I got a bug! No bugs in house. Daddy, you put outside"?
And as Mike opened her door, there she stood with a little bug in her hands, as gently as she could. And again, "bug go outside"?
Sure sweetie.
Mike took the bug, closed her door, and flushed the sucker down the toilet.
Guess he was taking the scenic route.
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