cicadas

So the 17-year cicadas are in full bloom right now. They're getting very noisy, and starting to mate. H and I saw some mating pairs on the way to school today--apparently, they mate butt-to-butt. She wanted to pull them apart, but I told her I didn't think they'd appreciate that. She then found two single cicadas and tried to mash their butts together. LOL. H, the cicada matchmaker. She is definitely the cicada whisperer--she is not at all squicked out by them and constantly picks them up. T, on the other hand, doesn't like to touch them--he uses a stick and tries to get them to crawl on. I'm getting a little less squeamish--I don't mind now if H puts one on my shirt, but that doesn't mean I'm going to go out and pet them like she does.