Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Spider Soup

 I don't like snakes. Actually deathly paralyzing fear of snakes is more accurate. Mr. Mayer is afraid of doesn't like spiders. This is just something we have accepted with each other. I kill spiders and he kills the snakes and buriesmebecauseIwillbedeadifoneevercomesintomyhouse. Diva shares her Father's fear. I will never forget the day that there was a spider in the living room and Diva shrieked a horrible high pitched squeal and ran across the room to get away from the spider. Mr. Mayer was right behind her~minus the shrieking. I killed the spider. I can only assume they feel the same way about spiders that I do about snakes. And that is nothing to laugh about.
So then last night happened.
I was brushing my teeth and Mr. Mayer was in the shower. I thought I had heard something but wasn't sure. I finish brushing my teeth and look over my shoulder and Diva is standing there with a look of fear on her face. Before I can ask her what she is doing out of bed she starts "There are spiders in my bed. All over my sheets." Hmmm....are you sure? She's very insistent and almost in tears that spiders are crawling all over her bed and under her sheets and crawling on her. This could be a BIG problem if it's true. I go upstairs with her. She stands behind me as we approach her bed. She had lined up all her pillows and babies along one side of her bed. Away from the side with the spiders. I pull back her covers. Mentally preparing myself for the chance there might be a spider party in her bed. Not sure how I will handle that. I look. There is nothing other than a stray silly band bracelet. I show Diva. She hesitantly looks. I tell her they must have run off. I get her back into bed. We turn on her Justin Bieber CD and I tell her I will go make some Spider Soup in a special spider catching bowl and set out in her room. That way if the spider's come back they will get in the special bowl and eat the soup and leave her alone. She agrees to this. I go downstairs and find a pretty bowl and make the soup. I take it upstairs and sit it on her dresser. Diva is back on her way to dream land after this.
The inspiration for Spider Soup came from the "Cootie Spray" Diva makes me spray her bed with whenever her Dad sits on it. Because boys have cooties you know. She has even insisted I change her sheets after her Dad tooted on her bed once. He still laughs about that. I didn't know why she was so insistent on me washing her sheets and why she kept telling me they smelled so bad until after the fact. I just thought she appreciated clean sheets like her Mama. They were in the washer when Mr. Mayer told me that he had tooted on them and that was why Diva was saying they smelled horrible. He still laughs about this. So last night I thought that maybe if Cootie Spray works to calm her down surely Spider Soup would have the same effect. The "recipe" for Spider Soup came from the trays of soapy water my Mom used to sit out to catch fleas when I was growing up. Worked on fleas, why not spiders? Needless to say Diva got up happy as a clam this morning and announced to me that "The spiders ate the soup last night. They didn't bother me anymore." Oh good. I'm relieved to hear that.
Spider Soup
1 pretty bowl
Water
Dish Soap
Food coloring of your choice
Combine last 3 ingredients together in pretty bowl. Place in area of concern. 

1 comment:

  1. Oh My Gosh...LOVE the Spider Soup idea! Gotta put this one down as something to remember for the future, cause I'm sure my drama queens will have to deal with this :)

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