Glad For This

I woke up this morning with Lauren at my bedside saying these words, "Mom, I have a 'pider' on me." And what did I find? Not a spider, but a little, black ant. "Uh, oh." There's always more than one when it comes to ants. And, sure enough...there was a small colony taking up residence in Lauren's room. Feeding on the pieces of cold cereal that were in the corners of the room. (I really do clean)

I'm grateful someone smart invented this stuff:

No more ants, and I can sleep better at night knowing there are no more 'piders' on Lauren.