I smacked the picture of Jesus, I smacked the picture of my two oldest boys when they were ages five and one. I smacked the picture of Daddy, holding Elizabeth when she was two, just before he left to go home--she was not happy because she wanted to go with him. Did a dead spider fall out? No! Will I be sitting at the computer any more tonight? Not on your life.
As you know, if you have read this blog long, I do not like spiders. I do like Jesus, my boys, Daddy and Elizabeth and I'm sorry I smacked them with such frenzied violence, but it was necessary.