I mentioned in my bio that my family is my muse. The experiences I collect with them are filed and saved for a rainy day. Every once in a while a moment stands out. For instance……
A few days ago I was driving my daughter to her friends house. A girls trip, that was ten minutes down the road. My son, Red, didn’t want to come so we left and I said I would be home soon. As I was driving home my phone rang. It was a number I didn’t recognize but it was local so I answered. On the other end of a the phone was incoherent yelling, screaming and crying. I recognized the voice right away as Red. He was panicked. If any of you know Red you know that he is an over reactor. Despite his panic I was a little distraught. He was calling me from a phone I didn’t recognize! Once I got him speaking English he said that he was at his friends house.
Once I got to his friends house he was still in hysterics with his arms wrapped around himself. I finally got him reasonably calm and this is what he told me.
MOM a SCORPION was on my NECK!!! I swatted it off and heard it hit the floor. It chased me out of the kitchen so I ran to my friends house.
I told Red I would go home and look for the scorpion. I was home on all fours searching for a scaly black scorpion. I couldn’t find it so after ten minutes I walked back down to get Red and have him search with me. He would have nothing to do with it. He refused to come home until I caught the scorpion. So I called Hubby about ten times, called Red’s dad, basically called anyone I knew could help. When I walked back outside there were a few neighbors that had come over to see what all the screaming was about…. he had screamed all the way from his house to the neighbors. Since I had the neighbors involved and they were the only help I could find we went looking for the scorpion.
We were armed with flashlights and began crawling around. Finally, someone said, “I bet that’s it.” I looked and there it was. It was hanging from the bottom of a kitchen chair all four inches of it. Not black and scaly but brown, winged…with antenna. It was a praying mantis!!
I knew I had to show it to him the only other alternative would be hiring an exterminator. So we put the praying mantis in a cup and brought it to Red. He wouldn’t get close but watched it crawl around my arm.
I told him he could come home now and to put his shoes on.
“Mom I didn’t wear shoes. I was being CHASED!”