The Bug Catcher

Last week I was mopping the kitchen floor. Since Garrett has recently given up his afternoon naps, he was hangin' with me. As I was mopping he said, "Are you gonna get those bugs over there?" I looked over near our patio door and there were 5 dead flies lying on the floor. We seem to have a ton of flies coming in from our garage every time we open the door. Maybe our bug spray is affecting them because they are moving pretty slowly and Garrett is able to smash them with his fingers. Later that day I caught him trying to smash some more of them in our window. I said, "Let me do that. Don't smash them with your fingers." He said, "But I want to help you. I'm the bug catcher."