I called the children over to look at the neat bug, but then admonished them not to get too close, don't let it touch them, don't touch it, and so forth. John asked if it bit or jumped and I had to answer that no, it wouldn't hurt them. So he wanted to know why he couldn't touch it. I'm so torn because I don't want to pass on an irrational, "girlie" fear of insects to the children, but they are simply so gross! If John touched a praying mantis and it crawled on him, I might just faint dead away, or more like I'd start shrieking "like a little girl" and jumping around.
Mary is already competent at climbing the metal ladder and the rope ladder up to the play set tower. Today she figured out the rock climbing wall. I took these awkward photos with my phone's camera before dashing over to be ready to catch her.
Here she is emerging on top. She also figured out how to stretch out from the rock climbing wall onto the platform. She climbed it over and over again.
Then we came inside and made hats, which was a craft request made yesterday.
Then we went back outside and John got entirely muddy riding this little wheeled garden caddy down the "big" grassy hill from our driveway toward our neighbor's house. This is wild fun for the boy!
Then we went back outside and John got entirely muddy riding this little wheeled garden caddy down the "big" grassy hill from our driveway toward our neighbor's house. This is wild fun for the boy!
Then John got out his tricycle and tried that going down the hill.
Baths were required at two thirty in the afternoon due to all the mud.
Um, you really need to just swallow the girly screaming bit and encourage John to touch all the bugs he likes. Think of yourself. Wouldn't you like to have a stalwart rescuer who says calmly, "Don't worry Mom, I've got it" and exterminates the pest for you? If it bothers you that much just don't watch. :) He has to grow into a man who takes care of his wife, and teaching him to be afraid of bugs by telling him not to touch them when there's really no good reason, is just not going to get him there. lol
ReplyDeletePS that hat is the bomb.
ReplyDeleteI have a feeling you will soon undergo "bug baptism by fire." Bugs are just too much fun and such a temptation for little ones!
ReplyDeleteMaybe you could get one of those pocket books about bugs to study them. Then using a LOOONG stick you could pick one up and allow them to touch it (if not poisonous).
I definitely don't like bugs, but I can deal with them from afar and try not to freak out when the children bring me one.
After I left my first comment, John Joseph came over to me with a scorpion in his hand!!!!!! I yelled at him to put it down. So, what does he do? THROWS it on ME!!!! AAACCKKKK!!! I screamed, he jumped back, I jumped up to get it off of me and then I caught my breath. Of course the other two came in to see why mama screamed, so I had to take the opportunity to explain yet again why we don't touch scorpions! Thankfully, this rather large one was dead. I hope it didn't reproduce somewhere. I'm sure it was just looking for water. I really HATE scorpions.
ReplyDeleteMy heart is still feeling wierd.
LOL or cry.....I did a little of both because of the irony.
Ashley: A scorpion?! You live where there are scorpions?! How terrifying! I'm glad it was dead.
ReplyDeleteSarah Faith: Yes, I know, I had to swallow it and let him touch bugs. It just makes my skin crawl!
ReplyDeleteSo weird about the praying mantis! I was JUST looking at this website called "Insect Lore," because I was thinking of ordering Leo something from there for his birthday...and I was thinking of getting him the praying mantis kit. I hadn't thought of (or even seen) a praying mantis in YEARS, LOL. Then 2 seconds later, I read your blog, and I had to do a double take! Maybe I'll just get him the habitat and John can catch the praying mantis and ship it to us! LOL
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