Creepy crawly things

I generally consider myself to be a fairly strong and stoic person when it comes to yucky stuff. I have quite a high tolerance level when it comes to the poop factor, and I hardly blink an eye when dealing with my children’s vomit, blood and other bodily fluids.

But when it comes to bugs and insects, I turn into a whole other creature.

Whenever I encounter a spider or cricket or any type of creepy crawly, I am reduced to a quivering damsel in distress. And my hubby will have to swoop in as my knight in shining armour to remove the offending creature.

But I have this uncanny ability of surprising myself.

This week, while I was plucking some oregano from the garden, I stumbled across this horrifying creature…

A wriggly, wiggly little caterpillar

My first instinct was to run away screaming at the top of my lungs. But then my family day care educator mode suddenly took over. I immediately saw a learning opportunity right before me. So I carefully picked up the caterpillar with a spoon and transferred it into a clear plastic container (although the hairs on the back of my neck and arm were standing up the entire time).

I then called the kids over to have a look. They were completely fascinated and mesmerised. They just looked and looked, asked a million questions. We went out to the garden to plucked more leaves to feed the caterpillar. The whole activity kept them absorb for close to half an hour. And throughout the day, they kept asking to look at their baby caterpillar.

I consider my act of bravery completely paid off at the sight of these little ones learning and observing.

What’s your ick factor when it comes to creepy crawlies?
Have you ever surprised yourself with doing something out of the ordinary?

 

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