Nothing is worse then sitting quietly feeding your child, when you hear from afar the wings of what you thought didn't exist anymore.....the mighty wings of a pterodactyl flapping in the air. Imagine the fear? OH MY GOSH! Me or my child?? My first instinct is to run for cover, but no, stop Melanie, what about Daniel? You are his protector, save your child.
Well let me tell you I was beyond startled to hear the flapping of wings in my house....WTFrick? I seriously panicked. Besides running for cover, I grabbed the phone to call Lonnie. I don't know what I expected him to do from 20 miles away, but I asked him to come home at lunch to capture this creature. There were some tears, I know this might sound stupid to some of you. But note, I have stated all the way along, I HATE BUGS-I HATE INSECTS.
I closed Daniel in the safety of his bedroom, and I went out to protect my house and my family. I could hear the wings flapping, I just couldn't locate where the sound was coming from. UNTIL I got divebombed.....and I am not ashamed to admit it.....I screamed and ducked down, and the words that exploded from my mouth, I cannot share here. Our little butterfly which was small in the box, had escaped and grown, oh so very LARGE!
Laugh if you must, but it is NOT funny when you are the one with the bug fear experiencing it. This will be the LAST time we will perform a butterfly/pterodactyl experiment in my house! We left the house within minutes (we really had to go to therapy, but I would have left anyways!) Lonnie came home (AFTER WORK) and caught it and it is now back in the box.
Our family and house are once again safe.