I found out today that my darling son is scared of bugs. Well, I sort of knew he was, but I figured it was just those yucking palmetto bug(aka roaches). I hate the things I will not even pick up a dead one they freak me out. They are very common down here. When I do see one in the house they are already, and I yell for hubby to get it for me, or vacuum them up. Now when N sees one he'll say "Daddy, Daddy, bug!" or "bug, bug, bug!" I didn't thing anything about it, till today that was. It's low Love Bug season, right now(their high time is in late May early June and they are bad, it reminds me of the movie Birds, but bugs). So I had to go to the store today and 2 landed on the cart(well, of course cuz the fly in pairs hence love bugs). N was in the cart and I was getting M out of the car. He started crying and yelling "bug, bug" He wouldn't calm down till I got the bugs off the cart. I hope he grows out of it by May otherwise I don't think I'll be leaving the house much those few weeks that the Love Bugs are out.
Monday, September 24, 2007
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