This is an older picture of my little bug lover, Robert and me. He was totally T-O'd with me after a cicada flew into my hair and I frantically waved it away as I screamed, "EEEEEWWW! I HATE those things!" Robert had witnessed the whole thing and was so offended that I could say such a thing. (Hence the scowl). He adores every kind of bug, great or small. I tried to reason with him, but he diligently explained how it's not nice to hate a bug, even a gigantic, buzzing beetle with wings.