On Thursday afternoon I noticed quite a few flies buzzing around the cars in my garage. And by Friday they all made their way into my home.
I killed SIX of them in my house on Friday. SIX flies.
I thought I had things taken care of until I noticed several more on Saturday and then several more on Sunday. Luckily Sarah still likes to kill flies so she and Dan took care of those for me.
Peter forgot to bring his lunch box home from school on Friday. And he stayed home from school sick on Monday and Tuesday but yesterday afternoon his buddy Colton brought his lunch box home for him.
And when Colton and his brother came in yesterday I guess several more flies snuck in with them.
Do they still make fly paper? Because if they do I think I am going to see if I can somehow work large strips of it into my decor. Think greasy spoon circa 1974.
As I was removing the not-so-icy ice pack and the empty sandwich container from Peter's lunch box, I realized that part of his turkey and Swiss sandwich was hiding under a crumpled up napkin.
I quickly discarded the remnants of the sandwich and shook the crumbs from the lunch box. I placed the lunch box on the counter with the intention that I would scrub it in a few minutes.
When I glanced at the lunch box a couple of minutes later I noticed this:
(Image taken from Backpackerinfo.net.)
Two flies had landed in my son's lunch box and were mating!
Oh no! They are mating! In my son's lunch box! I am going to have flies everywhere if I can't nip this in the bud! These were the thoughts there were tumbling around in my head as I quickly closed the lid on the lunch box and ran to get the fly swatter.
When I opened the lid they flew out to seek shelter from the crazy lady with the orange fly swatter.
I grabbed the Lysol Food Surface Sanitizer and as I was pumping massive quantities into Peter's lunch box I heard him say, "Mommy look! These two flies are sitting on top of one another!"
I grabbed the fly swatter and in one swift motion those flies were laying dead on the floor.
But don't feel sorry for those flies. At least they died happy.