My son is a bit evil. After a long but good day yesterday, Brad and I were exhausted and ready to crash hard. Thankfully, he was the one to turn the comforter back because my evil little son had put a huge fake tarantula in my bed. On my side.
So...I did the only thing that could be done. I took it out of my bed and put it on his pillow. Clearly.
This morning, he woke up filled with righteous indignation that a spider was in his bed. I'm afraid a war has begun...
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