Funny Roach Story!

OK, so I got used to spiders in Okinawa and ants in Tunis, but I absolutely refuse to get used to the roach situation we moved into. You see from the moment we walked into the new flat we were greeted by a welcoming committee of bugs. There were flying bugs, crawling bugs, striped bugs, all different colored bugs and of course roaches of every size and shape. They were so prevalent that we even got rid of the dishwasher because we opened it up and found a gang of them and figured with the problem we were having we'd have to run it every meal to make sure it didn't attract anymore. Anyhow, last week they FINALLY decided to come spray and that's where the adventure began. Every morning since, the girls and I (or dad) wake up with the flashlight and go dead bug hunting. We find them on their backs (sometimes still flailing)...can I take this moment to question why they have to come out to die?????...and then we scoop them up so no one comes upon them unexpectedly (they blend into the wood floors) or (like Bri) finds them interesting to look at and/or touch. Well, the second morning after the spraying we woke up to the most. They were everywhere, and yes, at this point we wash every dish and pot before we use it......At any rate Hoss was in the kitchen cooking one of his tasty egg breakfasts when we heard a crunch and he made a face of disgust. It was at this moment that he was scared to lift up his foot and proceeded to tell me the crunch had given way to a wet sensation...so we both looked as he lifted it up and we discovered that one of the girls had dropped a grape...How funny...see there's humor even in the tragedy of this dirty (but being cleaned up) house.