The Skabeedos

Micah came into our room this morning and said he had an owie.
Me: It looks like you got a mosquito bite.
Micah: You know how they make owies? (with lots of emotion) The skabeedos bite you and climb inside your skin and drink your blood and then you have a skabeedo bite (arms out, palms facing up at shoulder height like he's saying... what else would they do?).