We were enjoying a nice evening after dinner, just relaxing. Scott was in the office playing a computer game. I was nursing Austin on the couch, so relaxed. All of a sudden, something fell on me from the ceiling. It was big, black, and had legs. It landed on my chest! I screamed. Now, when I said that I screamed, I mean it was a terrifying, death defying scream. I let out another screech. Did I mention that I don't do well with bugs on me? I mean this is the girl that refused to go in my super, awesome tree house because of bugs. I am getting better though! Scott ran out because he thought that I had dropped Austin. Nope, it was just an ant. Scott was kind of mad because he was so startled and freaked out thinking worst case scenario. He finally helped me get the ant off of me! Meanwhile, Austin was still feeding and didn't seemed bothered by the ant or my LOUD screaming. I was laughing... Scott still needed time to think that this moment was funny.
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