The Shortlings were driving me nutso the other day so I cut apart an egg carton, threw some pipe cleaners, glue and markers at them and told them to make bugs. It kept them busy for about forty-five minutes. Mission accomplished.

Interestingly, though, their idea of "bugs" turned into some sort of caste society with a King, several Princesses and appropriate crowns for each level of importance based on appearance, hair color and antennae size.

Would that they are never actually put in any position of power in the world. I can see them declaring themselves Presidents for Life, dressing in crazy outfits and sicing their egg carton army on some unsuspecting puppet state.