The Linda Family

So while I was cleaing up the kitchen and getting the dishwasher loaded Ashleigh was heading upstairs for bed.  She is yelling something down to Wes, who was playing with Rebekah in the living room.  I hear him calling back, “What?” “I don’t know what you’re saying” and other various phrases.  I come to the bottom of the steps to hear him call back, “There’s a bug in your room and it’s not dead?”.  Her difinitve “YES” meant she was freaking out.

Wes decided it was a “Mommy Job” and up the stairs I went, happily of course muttering something about bugs being Daddy’s job.  I went upstairs and was confused by where Ashleigh’s voice seems to be coming rom.  It sounds like she’s in OUR room.  I pop my head in and don’t see her.  But, I still hear her making scared noises.  I look in her room and see nothing.  I finally asked her where she was.  She said she was in our room.  When I looked again I saw her.  Hiding in the corner by the window in the front of the house.  If you know our house layout, she was as far away from her bed as she could be while being upstairs.

When we tell her we don’t see a bug, she tells us it was a little tiny bug, it was on her shelf and she brushed it off.  He then was on the floor and ran away.  I have no clue what it was, it could have been her imagination, but we never found it.  All I know is she was TERRIFIED of this little bug.  It was hysterical and sad all at the same time.  Hopefully she’ll outgrow the extreme fear of little bugs.