Haley's not nearly as big of a fan of dragonflies, or any bugs in general, as the rest of our family. She's her own little woman, and she is not pleased when an insect of any sort lands on her unexpectedly. So far, she has declined every offer to let a dragonfly go by holding out her finger and letting us place it there. But we're still asking. Last week, I took Haley's summer class on a short excursion to Low Plain for some dragonfly hunting. The kids are 2-3 years old, so it was a bit more "interpretive" than usual- some of the nets were even too heavy for the kids to lift easily, and dragonflies are very fast, so I did most of the catching. They got to see some very colorful dragons though, and there were even two or three brave souls in the group willing to have a dragonfly placed on their outstretched finger. Haley was not one of those, but I'm not pushing her. She puts up with a lot of bug catching of all sorts hanging out with the brother and parents she ended up with, so it's enough that she's willing and curious. Plus I think if I could just find an entirely pink dragonfly, she might actually hold it.
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