So, Sunday evening, I intended to have the kids release the bugs, but, we ended up at a showing of Grown Ups 2 and, later, viewing fireflies, and, again; the ladybugs had to wait.
Monday evening? Unexpected baseball game (we lost, it was tragic...not).
Tuesday evening? Massive thunderstorm.
This brings us to this evening, which, due to The Teenager being out of town at a volleyball camp, didn't seem all that appealing for a release, either. However, ladybugs? Have a shelf life and ours were nearing the end of theirs, so, my hand was forced.
Luckily, Mikey had never participated in a ladybug release and was more than willing to fill in for The Teenager.
And, we now have a garden full of ladybugs, ready to feast upon the aphids that are slowly chewing holes through my lettuce leaves.
Of course, I'm probably going to have to invest in a second supply so that The Teenager can have her shot at letting eighty million tiny insect feet crawl over her bare skin, but, that's a small price to pay for treasured childhood memories, so, I'll take it.