Last night we had an invasion at our house. An insect invasion.
The sun was setting and we were finishing our dinner ,just minding our own business, when we noticed a bug or two buzzing around. They were skinny little harmless bugs. One by one they buzzed in through the open windows. Then more came…and more…and more. It was like a scene from an Alfred Hitchcock movie. They were in our food, stuck in our hair, and clinging to the lights. They didn’t bite, they didn’t sting but they covered everything in a matter of minutes.
Let me tell you, nothing brings a family together like an insect invasion! We all scrambled to finish our dinners, get the food off the table, and close the windows. The next thing we knew, various other bugs were joining the party. Locusts, ants, spiders, and flies. The kids were screaming and we were all diving for cover.
Then it was time to break out the big guns. Jon got the electric tennis racket bug killer. Yup, someone invented a tennis racket that kills bugs. It is awesome. Ian joined the offensive with his butterfly net and Tori and I swatted at the bugs with anything we could get our hands on.
After about 15 minutes, our kitchen was littered with corpses. Weird bug corpses. We held the line, we reclaimed our home, we killed the bugs. And we kind of had fun doing it.
These are the moments I love. The spontaneous, teamwork, crazy times that only our family shares. Despite the grossness of the bugs, I’m grateful for the moment to laugh and tackle the invasion together. I hope that someday when our children look back on their childhood in El Salvador these kinds of moments are the ones that stick out to them.
Sorry it’s so blurry. It’s not easy to kill bugs and take pictures at the same time!