Eeeee, It's a Bug Mommy

In the past few weeks Graham has found this new 'interest' in bugs.  At first I thought, oh all boys like bugs, it's probably just a boy thing.  But as time went on, I realized Graham does not actually Graham like the bugs.  Instead there is he "Pollyanna" like shriek and then pointing out the spider, fly, butterfly or if he can't think of a name just 'bug.' It's not like we want to catch it or look at it... really we just want momma to come get it out-of-the-way of what we're doing.  It's gotten to the point that we can't do much of anything in the yard because every 3 seconds there is a new insect in his field of vision. 

Now I am not much of a bug person, but I am also not afraid of bugs nor do I run and get daddy when one needs to be removed from the house.  So in hopes to move on from having to point out every bug ever, because let's face it we spend a lot of time outside and that is where bugs live, I have tried picking them up to re-enforce that not all bugs bite and showing Graham how cool it is to watch them run around etc.  Yeah, no dice!  Graham gets completely freaked that the bugs are going to bite mommy and it all goes down hill.  So I tried  jar, but then all he wanted to do was thow the bug outside, so that was pretty pointless. 

I also tried having Tim talk to him about how bugs are not scary etc, but some how all that got me was now we have to keep the sliding door shut to the screened in porch because bugs might get in the house.  Err, aren't little boys supposed to like bugs?  How can Graham go from tackling the little boy next door to shreeking like a Pollyanna because a bug got on him when he landed in the grass?