Yesterday morning, Marie and I were in the kitchen and she said she saw a spider. “Yikes!” I thought, and my first instinct was to squish it with my shoe. I know spiders are good and I don’t like to kill them, but this was sort of medium sized and looked like it might be hairy. I restrained myself, though, because I don’t want to teach Marie to kill spiders. It was crawling along the wall just under the window. Marie said “it’s so beautiful!” Whoa. Well, that changed my attitude! I said yes it is. She leaned on her chair and asked to watch it, so I said sure and we watched it crawl around. They _are_ pretty neat.