Gianna has a little friend. Actually, she has many little friends.
Where are you little friend?
There you are!!
Meet Gianna's little friend. The box elder bugs in our house are very stressed. They get harassed quite often. I have wondered if maybe they are putting warning signs up at the doors because we are seeing less and less of them since Gianna found her first friend.
Little friend where did you go?
Oh, you are on this side of the dress.
This is a picture of her squealing at the poor bug.
She man-handles them.
She picks on them.
She pinches them.
She squeals at them, again and again and again. (Usually its a happy squeal.)
She was very upset because she couldn't reach her friend who was sitting on the back of her right shoulder. She calmed down as soon as I picked her ever weakening friend up and handed it back to her.
On a side note - some of her brothers are as bothered by box elder bugs as Gianna is fascinated with them. This should prove to be very interesting in years to come.
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