Two spiders were crawling along the ceiling in the kitchen.
Leah saw them.
“Are you going to kill them mom?” she asked, in a loud, startled voice. She’s not too keen on spiders.
“No.. I’ll probably leave them there. They’re not hurting anyone.”
“Oooooh!” she said, a light bulb turning on in her little head. “The spiders can hear us.”
She pushed her curls out of her eyes, leaned very close to me and covered her mouth with her hands.
“Are you going to kill them?” she whispered.
“Yes,” I said, as seriously as I could manage while stifling my laughter.