Spider Tales

Last night I walked into the kitchen to make my younger daughter a bottle when a HUGE spider scurried across the floor. OK so it wasnt that big......maybe the size of a quarter when you factored in his legs and his body was the size of a mini m&m. He stopped moving when I came into view and I quick grabbed a cup and covered him with it. Then I was trying to figure out what to do with spider (now under a cup) on my kitchen floor. And also how to prevent my 2 year old from letting him out. She kepy running up to the cup and yelling "Stupid ant!" I tried to explain to her (while sloooowly moving her away) that it wasnt an ant, but a spider. To which she would growl "Stupid spider" I still dont know why she was growling it. I called my friend John who used to come over to kill my bees what to do. He told me to kill it but I refuse to kill a spider. They eat other bugs. I dont mind spiders so much as they stay outside or on my ceiling where they belong. I dont want big bitey spiders hanging around my kitchen floor. At this point I am worried that he was going to suffocate under the cup. So John tells me to slide a paper under a cup and flip it upside down. This apparently was a half hour task for me because I was so afraid to let the spider out outside. He was fast! I mean really, REALLY fast! In fact he almost did get out, but I slammed the cup down and he lost part of a leg. I wasnt to worried. I mean the little guy had 7 more. Johns girlfriend was in the backround yelling "just stomp on it!" So finally I get the paper over him, slide into my shoes, throw on a jacket and go to take him outside. My 2 year old wanted to go, but I didnt want to take time to get her shoes on too. So I get outside (I'm still on the phone with John) and dont you know he makes a beeline straight for my building! So I scoop him up. Now I am outside at 7PM with a cup filled with snow and a spider and my 2 year old has wandered to the building door with her shoes and is saying "Mommy put on shoes. Play outside" I ended up wandering down so he was between 2 different buildings. If he was going to go inside I was giving him 2 other options besides my building. I flung him across the yard (with the snow) and watched him scurry in the opposite direction o my building. And because of all this I did not get my laundry done....
Oh and if you are wondering why I referred to the spider as a "he" like my husband did it is because I didnt want to think about the fact that it might be a she and it might have laid eggs somewhere. Cause I dont want to think about the fact that I may someday have baby big spiders taking over my apartment.