When I Asked You to Spend Some Time with Your Kids, I Didn't Mean This

Yesterday while we sitting outside trying to cool off Grace noticed some mosquitoes flying around us. She's never seen them before (or remembers seeing them) and asked what they were.

Stuart replied: "There mosquitoes. Mosquitoes fly around, land on you and then they bit you. They suck out your blood and eat you. It hurts."

Grace then started to cry and jumped into Stu's arms to protect her.

Thanks dear. That's exactly what I needed, a pathological fear of mosquitoes.