The Tragedy of Mr. Spot

So this past weekend was conference weekend. We enjoyed lazing about (and also finally got patio furniture! We've been wanting chairs and a swing for, oh, about 7/8 years now!) It was ....hmmm...... I'd like to say nice, and I was going to say nice, but let's just tell the truth here...... Frustrating! Usually conference is this great spiritually feeding weekend, but I'm afraid I was left wanting because the lovely little darlings kept..... trampling the food....... should we say? Yes. So I have to admit that I felt a little frustrated that I feel I missed out, but hey! That's what the May Ensign is for, right? Ok sorry! Back on subject! So the last session of conference Brett and I are sitting on the couch, I with the baby and Brett is "feasting" solo over there. As we're trying to watch, the gardeners come to take care of our lawn and one of them is using the edger on the grass. Now we don't have cable so it's just bunny ears (the only pet I'm glad to have right now! ;). So the edger is creating an interference with our tv reception and it starts buzzing and fuzzing a little bit on our tv. Sometimes things like this tend to bother children and my Brenna is especially one of those children. So I see her looking out the back door, watching them, a little distressed. She keeps going back to the door and watching them. She starts looking really upset. So I tell her, "Brenna don't worry, they'll be gone soon and then it will stop." She doesn't say anything, she just lays on the couch with Brett and after a bit she starts to cry, so I tell her " I know Brenna! How bout you go play in your room until they leave and then when they're gone you can come back out." And Brett says,
"That's not why she's crying honey."
"Oh. Why is she crying?"
"She's crying because Mr. Spot got blown away."
I covered my mouth so as not to laugh even though the situation was pitiful! Poor Brenna! Earlier that day she had been outside and caught a lady bug, she made a house out of grass for it on our patio chair (she even named it Mr. Spot! She's so cute!), and I had seen the gardener with his leaf blower blow off the chair and I wondered what in the world he was doing! But now I know. I was witnessing the tragedy of Mr. Spot..... Gone with the Wind.