Sneezy, Blowy, and Sniffy and their mama - Sleepy

It sounds like we have some of Snow White's friends living with us, but that's just not the case. The girls have improved by leaps and bounds today - thank goodness - but we should definitely by now have stock in the Kleenex company. On the plus side, I was prepared and had bought Kleenexes last time at Sam's. I also (I must've known subconsciously what was coming) bought a couple bottles of cold medicine last weekend, so I was ready for almost anything. Woo hoo!

Yesterday morning we had one of those only-at-our-house things happen. Just as a little background... When I was in college, the house we (my cousin Julie and I) lived in had a few issues. For example, it had a floor furnace in the living room - fine, as long as we were only in the living room when it was cold. It wasn't quite as effective heating the bedrooms during the winter. In fact, one winter night we both slept in my twin bed just to stay warm. But I digress... Probably the most memorable part of living in that house was our encounter with a slimy rodent problem. Yeah, they were slugs. I realize they aren't technically rodents, but when they show up in the house they become a rodent problem. We had them in the bathtub - not exactly what you want to see when you're bleary-eyed, cold, naked and already in the tub. Neither of us had had any previous experience with slugs and had absolutely no idea how to alleviate the problem. We soon learned, however. That stuck with me. I have a real aversion to slugs - still. So, imagine my surprise yesterday morning when I opened up the living room curtains and saw two of them stuck to the side of the house (outside). All three girls were up and going and got to see them as well. Doodle had the most appropriate (to me) reaction and said, "YUCK!!! They look like poop! I don't like slugs! YUCK-O!!!" Now, wanting to prepare them for the less desirable parts of life, I have taught them exactly how to get rid of slugs. I want them to know what to do so they don't find themselves watching a slug slime its way across the floor/bathtub/etc. without knowing how to get rid of it. So I'm sure there will be things that they'll have to learn once they get to college, but slug-warfare will not be one of them.