Frank and Wilbur

Today I killed the family pet. I hunted him down and deliberately killed him. I waited until the kids were down for their naps, so they don't yet know. shhhhhhhhh.

Before you judge me, you have to realize the pet situation in our house has taken a bizarre turn lately. Jordan has been listening to Charlotte's web (book on tape) over and OVER AND OVER. She has begun to see the "injustice" of killing a living thing...somewhat like little Fern when she intercedes to save Wilbur the pig. Today Jordan lobbied for Frank...our newest "pet"...who is (was) a fly. Yes, a FLY! With that in mind, wouldn't you try to kill the family pet?

The only good news is there is no shortage of Franks...she doesn't need to know how many of them I've killed!

Extreme Makover needed?

Jordan drew this lovely picture of me the other day. Notice the color of the hair. When I asked her why she chose that color she said, "it's shiny silver, just like the botton (roots) of your hair". Nice.