"oh! there's a big bug right there!"

And so there was. Lucy spotted it, we trapped it under a cup and waited for Kevin to come downstairs to put it in a bug jar.

I'd have pooped my pants if Kevin hadn't warned me he'd seen a two-inch cockroach dart under the refrigerator earlier that morning.

As it is, I screamed and tried to get Peter to catch it. He was wary - perhaps because I was climbing on the counter?

In other news: a two-inch cockroach? Let's hope this is a one-off event. We're already under a stinkbug siege.