I absolutely love that I am blessed enough to have both a boy and a girl. I keep discovering things I never knew about myself and pushing myself outside of my comfort zone. Case in point - bugs. I hate bugs. I'm that girl that sees a bug, does a standing leap jump onto a table and hollers for someone to come kill it. I don't even like to vacuum them up because I have nightmares of them crawling back out when I least expect it. But I have a son. A son who lovvvesss finding bugs, especially roly polys, a bug that I particularly hate (for justifiable reasons that I won't gross you out with *shudders*). He would capture every roly poly he could get his hands on, and always insists that I "come see" each one. And although I still refuse to touch them, and make my husband kill them if they enter the house, I'm getting to the point where I can at least look at them up close through a lens (a very long lens that allows me to stay far away still). Also see this picture I took of a bug either use the restroom or possibly laying an egg???