For the last several days we have had an annoying fly buzzing around the house.  Once one has been taken care of, another one takes it place.  It has bothered us enough to buy a fly swatter.  Well, make that two fly swatters—one for Franny and one for Cole.  Thankfully, we have been fly free for nearly two days now.  And also thankfully, the novelty has worn off for Franny and Cole and they have returned to their peace-loving demeanors.  While I can’t pinpoint what exactly is wrong with small children hunting flies, there was something that just didn’t seem quite right with it all.  I am giving it one more day and the swatters are going to be conveniently relocated.