This morning I was in the office on the computer (I miss my own laptop), and Zachariah came running into the room screaming. OK, here, let me tell the story with pictures since I took the time to take them.
First Zachariah comes running into the office and starts crying. "Dere's a bug on my prezzles." (There's a bug on my puzzles.) I told him don't worry we'll go get it.
So, here he is in the living room keeping a close eye on that bug...from a very safe distance. I looked at the bug and said no problem, we'll get it. Zachariah said "Sorry, Mom." Aww, you don't have to be sorry. No big deal.
This is what Zachariah was doing before the nasty bug decided to interfere. Umm, do you see a bug on the puzzles? Me either.
Oh there it is, about 2 feet away from the puzzles. Uhh, do you see that tiny speck there...yep, that's it. I almost didn't believe him.
Here's a closer view of it. Way zoomed in. My camera was almost touching his little bug head. This is what was threatening my son's love of puzzles.
How do you solve the bug extermination when your husband isn't around? Well, I pull out my trusty friend...the vacuum.
The vacuum kindly sucked the bug right up and out of our way. Now we can peacefully resume the puzzle putting together.