We went to dinner. In our haste we grabbed a pair of our son's shoes that we had left in the garage and put them on his feet sans socks. We get to the restaurant and are sitting in the booth. Our son starts whining about his shoes. He keeps saying they hurt and he needs them off. My husband repeatedly tells him he has to keep his shoes on in the restaurant. Our son continues to fuss about his shoes. My husband finally takes his shoe off and out crawls, up my husband's hand, the most gigantic cockroach I have ever seen in my life. Serious gross out!
Living in Arizona I am just extremely thankful it was a cockroach and not a scorpion!