Bugs Bugs Bugs.

So anybody that has been to Virginia in the summer months knows that we have an over abundance in bugs! Also anybody who knows me very well knows that I really do not like bugs at all. In fact some of them really freak me out.
My kids on the other hand love bugs and have no fear of them whatsoever (they get that from Jimmy). Last year Wyatt loved bugs a little too much, and didn't know quite when to stop with them. Especially worms. He would carry them around in his hand for a long, long time, and then he would get mad at them when they would no longer move.
My friend Amber did a Family Home Evening where they made bugs out of fruit. I thought that this would be a fun thing to do after teaching the kids to be nice to the bugs, ie. not pull their wings and legs off, not smash the life out of the worms etc. (Thanks for the idea Amber)
The kids loved it, and had such a fun time making their own bugs. Unfortunately it is all coming back to get me now. Every time that I see a big creepy bug in my house I calmly go and get a paper towel to dispose of it. If Wyatt is anywhere near, he always says "No mom, we have to be nice to the bugs remember". Then I end up having to softly pick the bug up with the paper towel and put it back outside, knowing dang well he will make his way right back into my house. I guess kids really teach us to practice what we preach!