Of course I’ve known from day 1 with my son that boys are different than girls, but today he made me squeal like, dare I say, a girl, for the first time (and from his grin, I’m sure it won’t be the last).
We’ve been walking next door to let my in-law’s dog outside each day while my mother-in-law recuperates from bypass surgery. It was nice outside, and I know it is going to rain the next few days, so today the kids and I walked our dog and Mamaw and Papaw’s dog down to the pond so the dogs could swim and the kids could play in the gravel for a bit. That’s when my daughter pointed out the very large beetle crawling on the rocks. My son (23 months) is just getting into bugs lately. Anything little is a “bug” according to him, and when he finds a real one, well he’s a happy little guy.
So when he heard there was a bug around, he couldn’t wait to see it. And seeing it wasn’t enough, he grabbed it up in his little fist like it was a piece of gold, way too valuable for us girls to look at. That’s when my daughter, who likes to look at bugs, too, but wasn’t really willing to pick it up, panicked. I calmed her down, pushing back my own heebie-jeebies, and told her it wasn’t going to bite him.
Fascinated, Monkey stared at the bug’s wriggling legs and then wrapped it in a little hug and snuggled it against his cheek. (You won’t see me doing that any time soon.) I continued to watch him, worried he would try to eat it (after all, he has a record of putting rocks and sticks in his mouth). That’s when he squeezed it between his fingers. The “crack” of its shell made me cringe a little and when I saw its innards oozing out its back end while it continued to try to escape certain death, I couldn’t stop the squeal I’d been holding in.
That was hilarious to him; his sister, though, copied my squeal, suddenly worried about this bug. When his sister started crying that he was going to kill it, he looked at his precious treasure, seeing how it looked now for the first time, and started to cry.
Thankfully they both thought that throwing it into the pond as a treat for the fish was a good idea.