When you live with me, you have to understand my Insect Code of Conduct.
Article I: If you are capturable, and not totally scary or deadly, I will trap you and put you outside.
Article II: Or I will make my husband do it.
Case in point, Emmy spotted this spider in the corner. Dada caught it and while we were showing it to her and her cousin Jason, he casually hooks his arm over her shoulder. But he decides against kissing her on the forehead per Uncle Mike's suggestion. Let's not get crazy, Dad.
While we're on the topic, I found this dead exoskeletal insect the size of a toddler's pinky and almost flicked it into Uncle Mike. I screamed when it moved. Surprisingly, he did not. Pretty manly.