I love, like, poison

You know what?
DEET rocks.

Our backyard is mosquito central. I'm not talking little flitty things - when these guys fly around, you look to the sky for low-flying aircraft. And there's like, a brazillion of them. We have one little hoarded spray can of DEET that we haul out when things get serious, and it works like a charm. It's amazing.

I asked el doctor about the dangers of using said poison, and was warned that, over time, my eggs will have thinner shells. I guess that means I'll have to find safer places to clutch than between the couch cushions.