Me: "Sayde, what's that coming out of the egg?"
Sayde: "A teradactyl."
Sometimes I wish I could bottle the cuteness...so that later when she rolls her eyes, stomps up the stairs and slams her bedroom door, I can sneak in and sprinkle her with the cuteness and *Presto Chango*
Crabwatch 2009: The hermit crabs are amazingly still alive. Although, I have to take total care of them since they still have no legs whatsoever. This includes, putting them in their water so they can drink, making little nests in the gravel for them to rest, massaging their feet...just checking to see if you're paying attention.
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That is a lot of cuteness. It kind of balances out the eye rolling and door slamming, no?
I can't believe you're running an assisted care facility for hermit crabs. I've actually been thinking about them ever since your last traumatic post. Glad they're still kicking. Or floating or whatever legless crabs do. At least Red Lobster won't be after them for crab legs.
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