Flys...

I LOVE the Fall. It is my favorite season, way too short though. The only thing I don't like about Fall, is FLYS! I HATE them (and my kids will tell you- that is not a nice word!). Dean says we get so many of them because of all the corn fields being cut, I say we get them because of his pickup! The flys are always buzzing around that truck... I've learned that those stinkin' flys are a little slow movin' in the morning (I guess the pesky fly and I have something in common...) maybe because it's a little cold, so after breakfast I walk around with my trusty swatter and get out any frustrations I may have that day. I show NO mercy.
Today, I caught one on the table. Which still needed to be wiped down from breakfast (hence the waiting until after breakfast part). After I finished my massacre throughout the house, I went to the sink to get a rag to wipe off the table. Kayden is sitting at the table with his airplane toy near the dead fly. And this is what I hear...
"Thanks for the airplane ride, but I need to go to preschool today. I have a field trip!"
"Your welcome. Where should I land?"
"Oh, I don't care, I'll just walk to my preschool, it's not very far away."
"O.k., make sure you have your seat belt on, we are having a rough landing!"
"Oh No!" There's a fly!"
"Smash it!" sound of his toy hitting the table over and over again...
"I sure got that fly good with my airplane, I'm a good flyer, huh!"
"Yup, you killed it!"

Well, as long as he's not playing with the live ones.... I'll guess I'll let him have his fun!
As a side note, Brylie can catch those buggers with her bare hands! It's amazing!