On our way to get the mail this afternoon, as we watched Maleiah gallop to the mailbox, Caeden asked me:
"Why can't I have a regular sister?" As opposed to what?
"One that's not so silly?"
Sorry, kid. You get what you get and you don't throw a fit.
Besides, it's free entertainment.
When we returned to the house, there was trauma on the kitchen table. Maleiah's snail was missing. Yes. The one she put on a paper plate and left on the table before we went to get the mail. It had crawled away and was camoflauged against the wood table. Luckily, we found it...lucky for me.