Abigail literally got ants in her pants early this summer, and has been terrified of them ever since then.
She won't step foot in the garage without shoes on.
She wouldn't dare go in the back yard without boots on.
If we are in a hurry to get her inside for dinner, "Hurry there are ants coming, Abi"
(I know... we are bad)
We went to the park and she was running around, hopping over all the ants, avoiding them at all costs. When I tried to get her to sit still for a minute to take a picture, she had to resort to scaring them away.
She started off pretty aggressive with the roars, but backed off to try to get a few smiling pictures. She couldn't completely let her guard down though- that would just be silly.