Okay, for a bit of background, I'm a bit quirky when it comes to bugs, or animals in general. I believe in the "I'll respect you, you respect (or at least don't bite/sting) me" philosophy.
So, I'm trying to instill the same patience for our fellow creatures with Brent. And if you're a caterpillar or a cute squirrel, you're okay. If you happen to be an ant or a spider, say your prayers and beware the boys' size 10 shoe above you.
This morning he points to the roof of the car while we are riding. "There's a bug up there!!!," he says alarmingly. I look around as best I can considering I'm driving, but see nothing. He concedes that it's a "tiny bug, a tiny spider". "Okay," I say. "Since he's so tiny we should probably just leave him alone."
"No, we should kill him," Brent says.
"No, we shouldn't. Why would we do that?" I replied.
"Because he's a bad bug" he says.
"But you don't even know him" I countered.
"Only big people can kill bugs?" He asks. And I know because he's always saying how his teachers kill bugs outside.
"Well, no one really should kill them, unless they can hurt us. We should always try to leave them alone first, or ask an adult to move them for you."
"So....." he ponders this for a minute. "So what should we kill then?" he asks cheerfully, as if we have a quota to meet or something.
"How about nothing! We don't need to kill anything. If you kill something, it will be gone forever, and it won't be around anymore."
"Hmmmm....well maybe we can just fight them," he says.
"I'm not getting the impression you're going to follow your mom's peace loving ways, are you?..."
"Ummmm...what you say mommy?"
"Nevermind honey. Just don't kill bugs, okay?"
"OoooooKaaayyyy"
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