One day her bus pulled up in front of our house, to drop her off. I had just walked out of the house and I heard her screaming. The bus driver went to get her out of her seat and just could not figure out what had happened. He thought she had somehow gotten hurt between the time it took him to stop the bus and walk to her seat. It took us 20 min to get her calmed down enough to figure out what happened. Turned out a fly had landed on her arm and she became unglued, we thought she had been hurt. She was screaming like she was hurt, but not just hurt it was like she was dying. It is funny to think about now, but at the time it was very traumatic and was just the start of her fear of bugs & spiders.
For as long as I can remember, she had a pet spider (still does). She named him Tiny. He was a different color every day. If she wanted to do something it was Tiny who wanted to do it and she would tell us “Tiny color” or “Tiny do it.” She would hold her hand out like he was sitting there. Tiny was a boy not a girl. It was really cute to watch her do this.
She also use to play with bugs. She would find a bug crawling around and play with it. She would spin it or just scoot it along the floor, but never actually pick it up. More recently, she had decided she does NOT like bugs she will scream from another room “BUG!” and we have to drop everything and take care of it for her. Her whole world comes to a screeching halt. Well at least until we take care of the bug. If a bug touches her she will completely melt down as if her whole world has come to an end.
She has gotten a bit better about the whole bug thing. She doesn’t like to be touched by them. If she sees one she comes to get us. Most of the time it takes a while to figure out what it is she is so frantic over, but as soon as the bug is gone all is right with the world again. I still to this day have no idea how or when she went to loving and playing with bugs, to having an unnatural fear of bugs.