Cathy, since you asked and the new Harry Potter movie will be out in less than 100 days I thought I’d do this post for you.
You remember this post about ants, right?
It got worse. Much worse.
Opened the oven door today to cook an extravagant dinner (or a Tombstone pizza, you decide which is true) and found this. It was like a family of ants. Not just any family, it was like the Kennedys or something. They were flippin everywhere. I would have dry heaved but I’m kind of tough. Anyway, Cathy had wanted pictures from my last ant post so I thought I’d do this.
That ant guy is full of crap.
Dailah was equally impressed with the sheer number of ants.
Zach might have been the most precious person ever. He decided to trap them in a ball-o-ants in a wad of paper towels. Then left said paper towel on the counter (time for them to tell their American royalty family) and then took the ball-o-ants to the fire pit. And burned it. I could hear the ants scream and I giggled. And I’m not even a mean person.