So, oops, we left the screen open to the window connecting the garage to the dining room a big crack . . . and the most enormous spider crawled into the living room while we were watching a movie on how beaver's are nature's super-heroes (worth checking out on netflix, truly inspiring creatures, beavers). The spider was not hairy, thankfully, but it was literally the size of my hand.
Abigail was there, unfortunately. She's been having nightmares about tarantulas, I can't imagine this will help. They don't have tarantulas here in the D.R., but they have their equally scary-looking twins called catacatas (or something like that). They're huge and hairy and their bite is like a bee bite. But, seriously, they are creepy.
So it was not ideal that she saw a spider that size in our house. We'll have to do a better job with the screens. Sometimes when we push one side across the other end sneaks open a little and we don't notice. This was great motivation to be more careful!