RIP Tadpoles

The tadpoles didn't make it. The amount of lettuce we gave them must have exceeded the amount recommended for the amount of water they had inside the bottle. I was sadder than the kids were. They basically shrugged their shoulders and said that that sometimes happens. This from the kids who created fingertip-sized drawings for the "baby frogs" to enjoy, and a few hours long of entertainment. But so is the thing with kids. They move on - and rightly so- faster than we do. RIP, little tadpoles. Swim and hop around in froggy heaven.

The Newest Member of Our Homeschool

Dreamer (10) has been obsessed with reading Calvin & Hobbes for many weeks now. He decided that if Calvin had Hobbes, he needed his own buddy (apparently siblings don't cut it). After digging in his closet he chose his buddy in the form of the Sleeping Beauty dragon his uncle gifted him when he was four. He gave him a new life as Drago, and Drago now sits beside him during his schoolwork. Dreamer has assured me that Drago is fully rehabilitated and no longer bent on destruction. Furthermore, he is not actually the reincarnation of Maleficent, but transformed in a gentler male form. So far he hasn't caused any problems, but I'm keeping the family dog a safe distance away from him just in case. Here he is, hamming it up for the camera.