A few weeks ago Johnny Cherie and I were talking in my room when she suddenly got quiet and whispered, "Kill it! Kill it!" I looked and saw a little teeny tiny spider in the corner. I took care of our friend and teased Johnny for being so afraid. It's just a little bug!
Johnny likes to think that the roles were reversed yesterday. I admit, a high pitched yelp escaped my mouth each time our little gecko friend jetted across my bedroom floor but I wasn't scared. I was merely trying to help the little guy find the door leading outside. If he would have followed my not-scared yelp, we all would have been happier.
For your viewing pleasure, Little Boy Blue, Johnny Cherie, and me attempting to save Mr. Gecko. Disclaimer: the video is sideways. Also, I did not realize my attempts to help Mr. Gecko would sound so similar to a scared school girl. I assure you, I was in control of my emotions the entire time. Repeat: I was not afraid. I was not afraid. I was not afraid.
Continued viewing pleasure: Me allowing Little Boy Blue to be the hero. I would have caught our friend myself but I believe in sharing opportunities with my younger siblings. Little Boy Blue has never caught a gecko before and I wanted him to have a chance. I've like, sooo been there done that.
Mr. Gecko, I really enjoy your commercials but next time just pick up the phone. A 15 minute phone call could save us all.