Monday, August 4, 2008

Die ants, die

For those of you who don't speak the langage, that is German for "The ants, the".  So we have ants in the walls.  Nesting instincts for mothers generally happens before the baby comes.  For fathers, it apparently comes after you come home from the Hospital.  Heather keeps the house spotless; you can safely eat off the floors and perform surgery on the counters, but now I am seeing dirt everywhere and am on my hands and knees scrubbing all the nooks, crannies, baseboards, shelves, appliances, and whatever else I can get my hands on.  I've dust busted the floor because the normal vacuum will miss all the stuff.  And then, to top it all off, we have at least 2 separate colonies of ants in the walls.  I've circled the house several times and don't see any getting in from outside, so they are already nesting in the walls.  

We are going to the doctor today to check SaraB's weight, and on the way home I am going to get some "ant food" that is safe to use indoors with pets and babies.

Sara Beth has been awake all morning just wanting to be held.  We tried putting her in the swing, but she didn't like it all that much.  She appears to be healthy and is making dirty diapers left and right.  

We got her into a new outfit for her trip to the doctors office and she took a little rest to regain her strength.


The BushHerd said...

Peter, you are going psycho dad on us, aren't you? We love you, but must say chill dude!!


Jenn said...

You are more than welcome to come over to my house and do all of that know, if the mood strikes you again and since your house is already spotless!

Good luck getting rid of the ants!