My house has been invaded by ants. They're everywhere. Even places where there is no food. Like the computer desk. Well, okay I have been known to eat while blogging, but the bathroom, I definitely don't eat in the bathroom. And Ben, a recent unfortunate experience with an anthill still fresh in his mind, is terrified of the little guys. And so ten times a day I hear:
"Ants, mommy, Ants! Get the spway, get the spway!"
So I go and spray them while he crouches down and watches their demise with disturbing fascination and glee.
"Dey are wurggle-ing mom, Dey are doing the wurrgel-ing dance. Oh dey are dead now. One's getting away, can we spway it again?" He's jumping up and down now, so excited is he at the prospect of killing the last surviving ant.
And I, who should probably not be encouraging this toddler version of "Die, suckers Die!" obligingly spray them again. And watch them wurgle and do their dance of death. Because lets face it, the sadistic apple doesn't fall far from the tree on this one.
I am not a fan of sharing my home with anything that has more than four legs. Especially when they bite me while blogging. The nerve.
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ants are creepy, and i've been known to get some around my computer desk, too. sitting here eating cereal doesn't help either!
Every year about this time we get ants in the bathroom too- don't really get it.
What did we have in the freezer of our apartment? Were they also ants? Good times! ;)
Oh my goodness, I forgot about that. Yes, it was ants. That was horrible. We had them everywhere. Ants in the freezer!! No wonder I hate the suckers so much.
Has it rained recently? Sometimes we will see the little boogers when it has rained very hard outside. I think it washes away their home and they become squatters in ours. It is so aggravating.
But I love the word "wurggle-ing". Too adorable.
Once we were renting a house at the beach. The house was just overrun with ants. One morning I reached into a box of cereal. When I pulled my arm out, it was covered, just covered, with ants.
I will never get over that.
Yes Kyla, I must confess that "wurgle-ing" was the real inspiration for this post. Not the ants. (although they are truly getting on my nerves) I laughed out loud when he said it and I knew I must document it in some way and...
"Ben said wurgle-ing!"
Well, that just didn't seem post-worthy without some context.
We have them, too. We have had to call in the a professional. Three times. I'm waiting for him to call back right now, actually. But at least they aren't in the computer room!
It looks like everyone has a good ant story. When Don, Todd, and I lived together in our rental house in Norcross, I was horrified to one day find a foot tall mound IN the HOUSE behind the bar! I freaked out! When the slumlord wouldn't get an exterminator, we found a new house :o)
Maybe you've all heard this before but...
My ant solution is mixing Borax with something sweet (like syrup or jam) and putting it where the ants will find it. It seems to work well, but it does take a couple of days.
Look in your grocery or Target for Method all-purpose cleaning spray (lavender, grapefruit, or cucumber). It is the absolute BEST at dropping ants in their tracks. It's also non-toxic, so you can give Ben his own defense bottle.
Seriously - I showed the pest guy and he was flabbergasted. His spray? Made the ants wet and shiny. My spray? Made the ants wet and shiny and dead where sprayed.
Hairspray. THey get stuck, wipe them up and let Ben throw them in the toilet. Although, wurgling is tooooo cute.
I am with you on the bug thing. They MUST go. In whatever way possible. Die suckers, die! seems totally appropriate to me
We had an ant problem this year - it's been really rainy and they fled into my house. Icky. We put poison wherever we safely could and that helped....
An "antswer" from Leigh...
I too loved the "wurggeling" from our big boy ...Ben. I'm Ben's Auntie Leigh, and had minutes prior been sitting at the kitchen table perusing the Dictionary.
NO JOKE!
I think mother's could easily compile a "baby dictionary" that could be ongoing...What do you think Joy??? This would be enlightening as well as hilariously entertaining!!
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