The Virus has subsided, it seems. I'm not casting any bets, but it appears that we are now free from The Virus.
But now, Plague #2 has begun, and it's a dandy. We have a bat problem. Okay, I'm not sure how big of a problem it is, but we have had three visitors in the last week. Ella is absolutely loving it. She seems to want to keep one as a pet. We tried to explain that some bats can make you sick, but she thinks that all of our new friends are healthy, nice bats.
So there you go.
The silver lining is listening to three squeeling girls talk about bats and how to rid our home of them.
Ella: "When bats come in, people go, 'AHHHHHHHHHH!' They fly around like this (hand movements of flying) and people run away!"
DeLaynie: "I know! We should put on bat costumes! Bat costumes will get rid of the bats!"
Foster daughter: "No. That won't work. That will make the bats want to come in. Unless we go outside in the costumes and then run back inside when they go out! Your house is spooky. No, not spooky. Your house is evil."
With these great words of wisdom, I think that our future is looking bright. The leaders of tomorrow are living in the Attaway abode today, I tell you.
Surgery, Snow, Smoothies, and The Senate.
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