This morning....
as we were leaving for the school bus, Rora and I had this conversation."Okay Mom, pretend you're a grown-up."
"I AM a grown-up!"
"No, I mean a REAL grown-up!"
Sigh.
Anyway, she took the hamster death fairly well, wanted to see the body, but has no desire to be involved with burying him. Go figure. And she has already picked out a couple of new hamsters, which I guess will be available in a month (if they will hold them for us).
So all's well that ends well.
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