harper and calvary met "frankie" on thursday of last week. he was a sweet little mouse that i refused, politely, to touch. calvary took to the mouse with the same adoration that many young boys take to creepy, crawly things. he carried the mouse in this little carrier around all night. if he went out to the garage to play, he took the mouse with him. it was calvary who dubbed the mouse "frankie". that mouse brought such laughter into the house and the only squeals that he warranted were squeals of delight.now, "frankie" meet slick.
slick is the classroom pet in harper's new classroom. what better pet could any class ask for than a 3ft python with the cute little epitaph "slick"? the day after we bought "frankie" slick ate him. yes, it is true. both classrooms full of innocent little 5 year olds gathered around and watch the truth of nature unfold as the snake had his snack. harper came home later that night and retold the whole adventure with such gusto and excitment. she painted a picture of a stalking snake attacking his prey from the unusual feet first position and even educated us all on the snake's interesting digestive techniques which allows it to spit out all the fur and bones after it takes all that it needs from poor "frankie's" body. i worried that harper and calvary would get too attached to the mouse and that it might upset them that the mouse would be lunch for the snake. i told them from the very beginning that the snake was not a pet and that it would be eaten later.i think the best part from the whole ordeal is the life lessons that my children have gained.
1. always take time to digest your food.
2. if you are going to be eaten in front of a large crowd of spectators, put on a good show.
3. in the words of harper, "you know what i learned today? i learned that snakes are not dogs or cats."
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