Kids and Bugs
Posted by helmut
When Hayden was a baby i used to envision him as a child, the kind that you’ve heard described of as “unable to hurt a fly.” He was so easy going that i couldn’t imagine him ever being violent in any type of fashion. That vision got shot to heck a few months ago as we were lounging in the pool outside watching some bee’s walking on the grass. Hayden got himself a little play hammer and pounded one until it was dead (and in little pieces). I was deeply shocked thinking how could my son, my sweet innocent child commit such a crime against nature. I scolded him and gave him a 30 minute lecture on why God’s creatures, even the small ones are important and unique and we shouldn’t kill them blah blah blah. Since then he has “broken” several other bugs, each time followed up by a lecture by me on the importance of bugs in society.
That brings me to today. We were eating lunch in the kitchen. I had made a scrambled egg sandwich for myself and a PB&J for Hayden upon his request. Naturally as soon as he saw my sandwich he decided that he wanted some eggs too. I dutifully told him no, he must eat what he had asked for, and being 2 he dutifully climbed out of his chair and ran over to the stove to grab some eggs for himself (since i wasn’t going to give him any). I got up to follow (and scold) and as i was about to reach him i saw a HUGE spider on the floor directly in front of my bare feet. I’m no fraidy cat, but spiders scare the daylights out of me. So i screamed and jumped 5 feet backwards, tried to control my hyperventilating and grabbed a flip flop to kill it with….which i proceeded to do violently until it was ground to a pulp on the floor and i could breath again…..at which point i looked at Hayden figuring i owed him an explanation and said in my little-kid-voice “sowwy spider, you were just toooooo scary to live.”
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