I have trained our children to appreciate jumping spiders. They now cheerfully refer to them as "jumpies."
There's one who lives in the breakfast nook, and one in my office. Both are always in plain view, ready to jump on things. Today, third day of summer vacation, it was discovered that there is one in son's room too.
Now I have a pouty seven-year-old daughter who wants one for her bedroom. I have to give up Office Jumpy, or it will be a long summer.