Up until now I've tried to be really calm about spiders in front of Eloise - no need to turn her into an arachnophobe - plus, if I didn't pass on this fear then when she got older I could ask her to dispose of giant house spiders. Damn thing attacked me before I could remember to keep my cool in front of her.
Friday, 21 May 2010
Passing on my fear of spiders? Check.
Wanna make a 10-month old laugh hysterically? Find a giant hairy spider in the bottom of the laundry basket and do the "MotherCRAP that thing is HUGE and FAST and the Man is in the shower and OHMYGOD is it on me? Is it on me? Throw it out the window without it touching me EEEEEK" Dance and you will have a squealing little baby sadistically laughing at her mother's totally RATIONAL fear. Seriously that thing was massive. And MEAN. I could hear it laughing along with Eloise as it fell out the window.