Tonight she came running in the house saying, "Spahder, Spahder". I naturally assumed there was a spider on the back porch that she wanted to show me... and I was praying it wasn't a brown recluse or something. But as I walked toward her, I noticed something in her hand. Instantly my mind went back to the time she brought me a giant dead cockroach (and no, she didn't find it in my house... we were actually in a funeral home. Long Story). Anyway, it ended up being a huge dead bumble bee... probably the biggest bumble bee I've ever seen. Why is she obsessed with dead bugs? Does this look like the face of a disgusting kid who picks up dead things?
I guess I should just be glad she's not eating them. Gross.
And glad it didn't sting her!! Then she really would be afraid of them.
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