Ants.

It never fails... in the summer our house is attacked by ants. Goodness, I hate them. They gather in my kitchen sink most of time. We have decided they are looking for water. Anyway, today I had this conversation with Caroline.

"Mommy. Me find ants in da bafroom."

"Oh man. Let me go kill them."

"Me kill dem."

"What? You killed them? How?"

"Wif Daddy toof brush."

Ha! That's what you get for leaving the toilet seat up the other day! Pay back, Daddy. It's called pay.back.