So the past couple of weeks or so we've been locked in an ongoing battle with ants. At this point I think we're winning, but who knows how long that will last.
This all reminds me of my very first ant invasion...I was about 3 or 4 years old. Like any normal toddler, I enjoyed the occasional juice and american cheese slice as a pre bedtime snack.
To keep things tidy, I decided to stuff my 4th piece of half eaten cheese into the side of my water bed.
As I drifted off to slumber, the ants invaded ruining my bed picnic.
I ran in and told mom who was less than sympathetic.