She's SUCH A COMFORT, isn't she?
Tell her? I remember when my son was about six, hearing him SCREAM in the bathroom, I ran in there, terrified for his safety.
I was puzzled when I saw nothing, er, unusual. When I asked him what was wrong, he stammered "cockroach" tearfully.
And I laughed it off too.
But I laughed harder when he said,
"But MOM? IT LOOKED JUST LIKE JACK NICHOLSON." <--kinda like THAT.
Hugs you two. Ya'll come see me in new orleans with our flying roaches, and ya won't be so smug. *chuckle*