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The warm, er, SWELTERING MISERABLE HOT weather brings ants into my house. I don’t hate ants. I am interested in their highly organized lines of lady workers walking right through the corners of the door, like it isn't even there. They have been congregating for the past few weeks directly underneath my daughters’ high chairs for obvious reasons. They aren’t interested in other parts of the house, just the snacky parts. The girls provide a plentiful supply of veggie sticks, eggs, dry cereal, gooey yogurt clumps, sticky juice residue, as well as any number of other items for the worker ants to bring to their Ant Queen(s).