We had a wasp in the house today. It flew in and disappeared right as Ryan was supposed to leave for work. Of course! We spent 20 minutes searching the entire house trying to find it with no luck. So Ryan sped off to work, and left us to fend for ourselves…

Not even 30 minutes later I heard it buzzing around the living room. It was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay up there.  In the 2-story vault. We spent the whole afternoon throwing beanbags into the window trying to smoosh it. We hit him a few times, but failed to cause any damage.

After the bean bags got stuck in the window we started throwing empty bottles. And socks. And gloves. Then gloves stuffed with shoes. And all manner of objects. The wasp didn’t budge. At this point he had been a guest in our home for 6 hours.

That’s when I knew I would have to whip out the big guns. I don’t have a great picture of our weapon (photography courtesy of Drew), but imagine a mailing tube duct taped to a broom. Yeah that oughta do it, and if it doesn’t, it was Ryan’s idea.

I obviously didn’t have the presence of mind to remove the dustpan before attacking. Who has any mind at all when a big nasty wasp is buzzing around the house?

I thought I had him, but alas, he crawled up the window once again like nothing had happened. We were losing daylight, and I was afraid we’d have to sleep with a bulletproof wasp on the loose. *shudder*

And that’s when the door knocked, and the hero came in.

Rob Clark saved the day. And the night! One of the kids took this picture with Drew’s Fisher Price camera right before he left. It seems like such a small bug, but it was a huge relief to me and the kids! Thanks Rob!