I am walking through the kitchen towards the trash can.
I notice - sitting perfectly still - on the edge of the counter - near the pantry - a BUG!
I yell across the kitchen, "Little Billy - come get this bug."
He walks across the tile floor to where I am standing. He looks around and says, "Where - what bug?"
I point to the counter, "There - see it? Get it!"
He keeps his hands at his side, bends at the waist, cocks his head sideways, puts his face really close to the tiny creature and says, "What makes you think I want to get it?"
I step back a few steps - fearing the bug is going to lunge or flitter off the counter in my direction and say, "Because that's what boys do - they get the bugs."
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