The Big Cricket

Three year-olds fears continue to kick in.

For the last few days, Ivan has been telling us that he is afraid of the Big Cricket.

"The Big Cricket is outside and that's why we must close the doors," he tells me in the evening.

I'm not sure where this is coming from, or why it is a cricket.

We have a bunch of little crickets living in the basement. Ivan has seen them, but has never made a big deal about them. He knows them and he likes them. Andy tells him to leave them alone. These crickets have been living under Andy's special protection since we moved in here. If it were up to me, they'd all be out in the yard. Both them and spiders, but no, they have some special provisions under Andy.

Maybe it's from cartoons or fairy tales, both of which he’s been watching/reading more lately.
In any case, although I think is hilarious that he’s afraid of a cricket, and a big one for that matter, I acknowledge his fear and we talk about it. I know it’s nothing to laugh about.