"Mom! Mom! I found a scorpion! ..."

certainly wasn't what I expected (or wanted!) to hear first thing this morning.

I thought perhaps that Jack had mistaken some other icky bug for a scorpion (since I know he's never seen one in real life before). But no, he was right! It was a medium-sized scorpion that looked a bit like this:
And he was hiding behind some of the boys' toys in the front room.

Both Jack and Thomas were SO excited about this little houseguest -- not one bit scared. I told them that I needed to get rid of it because scorpions can give you a bad sting, but he kept protesting "But he's a nice scorpion!". I know Jack would have been tickled to keep him as a pet if I'd let him. Ay ay ay.

At least I'm proud to say that I'm not raising girly-men! And in a couple of years I look forward to the boys being old enough to take over my bug disposal duty. :)