Ewwwww

Okay, so 3 days in a row now, Jimmy has walked up to either me or Jim and shown us a dead bug he is holding! On Monday he showed Jim 2 he found in the weight room. On Tuesday, he walked up to me (while I was on the couch) and said, "look mommy, bug!" I looked over and screamed - yes screamed thus causing my very sensitive son to drop the COCKROACH on the floor at my feet and start to cry. I tried to backtrack, I went with "Jimmy, mommy is sorry, you didn't do anything wrong. Let's go wash your hands, bugs are kind of yucky!" (insert super cheery voice) so I calmed him down and vacuumed up the offender. I asked where he had found the  12 inch large bug and he told me he found it by the window.. ewww. We get our house sprayed every 3 months, (which explains the dead bug he brought me rather than a live one) but still, to think it was in our house makes me sick. I know we live in Texas and I can honesty say this is the first one I've seen in the house.. but it makes me wonder! Then, today, he brought me a dead spider. Seriously, does he think he is a cat bringing home his kill? We had to have a "no more bringing mommy bugs" talk! Boys - so different!