Man Up. You're 4

Tuesday night = Mommy doing 5 loads of post-Disney laundry at our house. Jackson was playing legos in our 100 year old basement.

I got summoned once to get a lego Knight out of the castle because there “might” be a cob web inside. Fine. Knight rescued (can’t the knight just get through the cobweb on his own because he is a knight – duh?!)

In the middle of load number 3 or 4, and some REALLY good, albeit rerun, TV, I got called to kill a little spider. Yes, we have spiders. We live in a 100 year old house, spiders are good in the basement.

After many trips up and down the stairs with clothes baskets (and a really good part of NCIS LA), I offered this challenge to Jackson : Take mommy’s flip-flop and go kill the spider yourself, OR play up here. Mommy was DONE in the basement. Besides, he’s 4 now. Mommy can’t kill your spiders forever. Time to man up.

After much consternation, he decided to stay upstairs and play with guys instead.

Maybe when he is 4 ½.

p.s. Yes, I guess I have been anti-social. And yes, I will post lots of pics from our Disney trip!