Cicada

A couple of weeks ago, we had been out of the house, and when we got home Penny was saying that she was hearing a loud noise. But nobody else heard the noise, so we assumed it was outside, and went along with our day.

Flash forward to dinner time. We're all sitting around the dining room table eating, and Oliver gets off of his chair and we hear a cicada making that super loud noise. I looked down, and there's one on the ground underneath his chair, and I know he's about to freak out, so I say "oh look! There's a cicada!" As friendly as I can. But it doesn't matter, because the minute that he sees it, he just starts screaming at the top of his lungs, completely and totally terrified. I had to pick him up out of his chair and move him to my chair and get Down on his level and talk to him and get him to breathe so that he would calm down, and then Penny ran over and picked it up and played with it for a few minutes and took it outside. I'm pretty sure Oliver fully stepped on it, but the look of terror and the noise that came out of his face was just so extreme. Poor kid was horrified. 

Now every time they start making noise outside, especially if we are outside, he yells "is that the cicadas!?!"