It’s definetly spring in Grand Junction. I always love this time of year, the tulips are starting to poke out of the ground and green buds are starting to form on the globe willows. The neighbors forsythia bush will be blooming amazingly yellow blooms next week. Our trips to the park will become more frequent and on the weekends we’ll all walk down to main street and window shop, maybe eat lunch in a little cafe.

There are only two bad things about spring. First, spring means that the sweltering heat of summer will soon be upon us. Here in Grand Junction, it could be really hot by the beginning of May. Second, it means cockroaches. I HATE cockroaches. There’s really no way totally get rid of them. We have pest control come out and spray every year, but that means that we’re just finding dead cockroaches not live ones. At one point our house was so infested that they had come up from the basement and were found crawling up the couch and our bedroom door. Not to mention all over the bathroom. There were a few nights that I didn’t sleep because I was sure they were going to get in the bed.

I’m so paranoid of it getting like that again, that as soon as I find a live one marching around, I call pest control. I hate to have poison sprayed in the house, but knowing Honor, he’d eat one and I’d have to dig it out of his mouth. I might just die if I had to do that. Jim insists that our kids will not be afraid of bugs. (But, I think deep down, Jim’s creeped out by cockroaches too.) He wants to bring praying mantis’ in our house so the kids can pet them. I’m fine with the kids not being afraid of bugs, as long as he doesn’t expect me to pet the bugs too.

Edit: Because I haven’t posted a picture in awhile. Here’s Honor sitting in the doll house.