That used to be my first instinct, until Thing 1 desensitized me. I will never forget the first time she walked up behind me and said, "Mom, look!" and she was holding one of those big, thick, black jumping spiders.
Can't say I reacted all that well, but it was at least better than the first time she caught a snake.
You don't squish spiders in this house, you just call your 12 year old girl to catch them and relocate them.
So, with my girls watching me very carefully, I asked to be able to touch the scorpion too. They like testing me like that. Did I ever tell you guys the zip line story? My heart still feels like it's going to stop just remembering that one.
You weren't actually allowed to touch the tarantula, which was fine by me. And she wasn't letting people hold the scorpion this time (they went last time without me) because she had run out of time. He was actually very handsome close up! Can't believe I just said that, but it's true. The tarantula had beautiful coloring too. And, we got a close up look at a Black Widow and a Brown Recluse! Those were a little more nerve wracking. We've done the snake shows too and I've had to do the whole Boa Constrictor around my shoulders thing.