Mee My Mo: My life as I know it, breathe it, live it and love it!

To explain the above picture I need to give you a little history. Wiley is afraid of wasps... and bees, well actually he's afraid of all bugs.....including flies. (apparently not maggots though). He was born in Seattle and there aren't many flies there, we didn't see a lot of ants, crickets, black widows, scorpions and the such. So to see one scared him a bit. But the real problem didn't begin till we went to Disneyland for his 4th birthday. We had tickets to see the Bug's Life 3-D interactive show. Well when the "bees" sting you in the back he freaked, as well when the "bugs" scurried under our bottoms he freaked. This was a nightmare for him. We didn't know how much so until he started to run and scream when a fly would come around him. He will run into a a street full of moving vehicles to get away from the mad beast!! Well he grew up and we went to Disneyland again and tried to do this show again, you know to let him see how unfounded his fear was, and we'd all have a good laugh after we watch the show. So we got their early got great seats, right in the front and it began. Long story short he ran out screaming and Dhyan had to go wait with him outside till we were done. Fast forward to today. He is still afraid of things that fly. We were at grandmas yesterday and the plan was to swim and have lunch and relax. He and Scarlet got their swimsuits on and headed out to the pool only to have them both (led by Wiley screaming in a voice I didn't know he could still make) running back into the house, into the den and locking the door. There was a wasp outside. We kept trying to convince him the wasp wasn't gonna bother him..blah blah blah...but no budge. So finally my sister Chrissy tells him (but is joking), that if you just snap your fingers the wasps won't bother you. I follow it up and say "yeah yeah I heard about this, the snapping sound sends a vibration to its....", Chrissy ends by saying "his thorax, yeah it bothers them too bad." Not thinking much of it we see the kids run outside with hands flailing above them wildly snapping their fingers until the can jump into the pool. I was laughing so hard and was going to tell them, but then decided if I let them believe that...at least for a little while they will not be so afraid and can enjoy their day. They swam and I would check and they'd be snapping their fingers every once and while and then continue playing. I had almost forgot completely what we had told them until they were dried off and dressed back inside and ready for lunch. The wasp had gotten in the house and was on the ceiling. This is a picture of Wiley snapping to protect himself from this wasp. I asked him later if the snapping worked, "yep, not one wasp stung me." I will tell him later...maybe.