Spider Mum

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Flea was upstairs brushing her teeth before bed, when I heard the crash.

“What’s the matter?”


It was one of THOSE nothings. You know the ones that really mean something like, “I just tipped finger paint all over your Tiffany necklace but I want to live, so I’m denying everything.”

I went upstairs to find a bottle of mouthwash had been spilled over the sink and bathroom floor. Flea looked guilty, but she had her excuse all ready.

“There was a spider.”

Sigh. Lately, Flea is going through a phase of deciding she’s scared of spiders. In my view, being scared of spiders is pointless and girls should refuse to be scared of insects on principle. Besides being scared of insects always seems to lead to squealing, which is forbidden in our house, along with whining and getting out of bed before 8am.

I launch into my lecture explanation about spiders. “Look, Flea, unless it’s actually bigger than your head, the spider will be scared of you,” I say.


“Please don’t interrupt. There are lots of spiders in the house at this time of year and they do an important job, eating tiny bugs and flies,” I say, getting into my stride.

“But Mummy…”

“No. Spiders are creatures like everything else and it’s very important to be kind to all creatures. Okay?”

“Yes Mummy.”

There’s a pause.



“You’re standing on the spider.”  


Sally is a full-time blogger and founder of the Tots100, Trips100, Foodies100 and HIBS100 communities, along with the MAD Blog Awards. She spends a bit too much time on the Internet. She’s also a very happy Mum to Flea, the world’s coolest ten year old.

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  1. 1st November 2010 / 10:08 pm

    Oooh, that’s not good! We have had some whoppers scarpering about the house over the last couple of weeks. And I mean WHOPPERS! I normally get a big glass and catch them but I’m afraid that the last two went on a trip with Mr Dyson. Eeek!

  2. 1st November 2010 / 10:16 pm

    Squashed spider stew anyone?

  3. 1st November 2010 / 10:34 pm

    I don’t mind spiders, and I always catch the bigger ones with a pint glass and let them outside, but… on my foot? Eeeuuuugh! I probably would have squealed then! LOL

  4. Kate
    2nd November 2010 / 12:52 am

    I found your blog as a recommendation from Google Reader. I love your site! I’m going to poke around a little bit, but don’t worry I’ll put everything back where I found it!!

  5. Vic
    2nd November 2010 / 10:25 am

    I’m just going to scream for you…

  6. Lorraine The Party Times
    2nd November 2010 / 3:47 pm

    ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I would have screamed!

  7. Nikki
    2nd November 2010 / 8:16 pm

    PMSL Sally, love it!! I can just imagine Flea delivering the line dead pan.
    Eww on the foot scraping though!!

  8. 2nd November 2010 / 9:54 pm

    Brilliant, I would really love to live in your house some of the conversations and scenarios are brilliant!

  9. 3rd November 2010 / 12:09 am

    I did make a little retching noise, I must confess.

  10. 3rd November 2010 / 12:10 am

    Our house is great. But we can’t cook, so you might starve…