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Posted
May 25, 2007

| Bye
Bye, Bumble Bee |
| Why is it that we are so often afraid of things so small
we can squash them with our thumbs? |
| In an effort to get my children not to freak out about spiders,
ants and the occasional flying insect that gets into the house,
I repeatedly point out that a child is big, a bug is tiny
and there's no reason to be afraid of bugs. |
| So far, I've had limited success. My son, Charlie, for example,
has clearly made up his mind on how he feels about bugs. |
| It started with the bumble bees in the springtime. He would
panic when he saw the many bumble bees drifting from flower
to flower in our azalea bushes. |
| He has still not fully warmed to the idea of getting in
the sandbox to play, and he's only recently decided that it's
okay to touch the grass, so he's not really starting off to
be an eco-adventurer. |
| But because he had never seen a bumble bee before, I hoped
he would learn that they are friendly and nothing to worry
about. So whenever he would get upset about a bumble bee,
I would tell him everything was okay, and I taught him the
phrase, "Bye bye, bumble bee." |
| Well, he loves the phrase, of course. So much so that within
a day or two, every unidentified speck of black anywhere in
the world became known to Charlie as a bumble bee, and if
he couldn't get rid of it by saying "Bye bye, bumble bee,"
then it was time to panic. |
| This morphed into all bugs of course, including ants on
the ground, and most recently, any unidentified specks in
his food. |
| Now, in addition to being overcome with terror every couple
of minutes while outside, he's equally gripped with fear when
he sits down at the dinner table. |
| So much for the "Terrible Two's," when will the "Terrified
Two's" end? |
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