In some ways, Inge puts her mommy to shame. (Mommy's posting, this time.) She brought me into the living room to "show me something" today, that was supposed to be a spider. Inge's spiders usually aren't, but this one was--had been, I mean. Inge had killed it, as she reasonably explained to me, because it had been inside, which is where spiders are not supposed to be. Turns out she killed it with a microphone and a wooden bead. Got the job done, certainly. She wanted to be the one to wipe it up, too.
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That's my girl! I'm so proud of her! She can come live with me next spider-season, and take part in thrilling quests and battles. GO INGRID!!!
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