That spider go to poochay

Hank is very interested in the bugs that get into our house.  Lately, he has wanted to be the one to pick up bugs with tissue when its time to get them out of the house/flush them/trash them.  Brett usually picks Hank up and lets Hank whack the bug with the tissue up on the wall.  It's very exciting.

Yesterday after Brett left for work there was a spider on the wall way up in one of our vaulted ceilings so there was no way I could get it and no way to get Hank up there to get it.  (I never let Hank get spiders but Brett and Hank do it together.)

Anyway...I don't have a photo of this but Hank had a very detailed interaction with this spider.  Here is what took place.

"Momma, he real fast" - when the spider started scurrying
"He slow down" - when he stopped moving
"That spider go to poochay" - which means he thinks the spider is going to Chipotle.  (I about died from internal laughter when he said this.  Sooooo hilarious.  I just stayed quiet and let him keep talking.)
"He's going to fall down".  Hank proceeded to remove all of the things that were on the floor directly under the spider...in case he fell.  Then he went and picked up his lunch box, opened it and pushed it against the wall directly underneath the spider.  Hank took a few steps back to admire his work and stood there and smiled.
Lastly, he told me, "We should get that spider and put him outside in a tree!"  (I have no clue where this came from...we have never taken a bug outside together.)

This whole time I just stood near him smiling and nodding my head and saying "sure, ok honey".  He came up with all of this on his own!

-a