Simon is constantly imagining that he is an owl, cicada, grasshopper, etc. Every night after bath he hops around with his hoodie towel on, and when Zac takes it off, he screams in genuine agony, "You're tearing my wings off!" Here are a few short videos highlighting his antics.
When Simon has a cicada shell or corpse, he plays with it a lot on the porch, wanting to check on it every morning and after school. Eventually they fall apart or he loses them, and then we have to try very hard to find him a new one.
