Random

I won't spend too much time on it because I'm not quite ready to talk about it, but I'll just say that my very best friend in the world moved last month. I can't talk about it. But I can talk about her crazy kiddos. I got to watch them while she packed up 9 years of our best friendship and moved . . . fine, it was just 2 miles away, but it's not next door. Don't tell me it's going to be fine because it's just not.

Anyway, Mr. Franks here was being ignored by the girls who were jumping on the trampoline, and I was feeding Malcolm so after a while when I didn't hear him, I decided to check on him. Poor little guy was exhausted. I should have just left him there for his nap. It was so cute.

Maybe a little distance will be good for Macy since I'm sure Stella's weirdness has rubbed off on her.

Stella has been learning a ton about bodies in school. They went through all of the systems of the body and even did a report on the nervous system. She has retained quite a bit more than I expected her to. After the projects were all over, Stella brought home this guy. Actually, it's her and all of her organs. It freaks me out. Stella taped it up on the wall by the piano, so when I'm folding laundry (sometimes after bedtime with very few lights on), I'll look up and just see the skeleton head peeking over the couch. Freaky.

Best pet ever. Stella named it Francis and planned on it becoming Fran when it became a butterfly. It died though. Stella was so excited to have it and even paid attention to it (we can't say so much about her poor beta fish). It got to the point of molting (if that's what you call it) and turned into what looked like a cocoon, but then it kind of just disintegrated.

Stella was pretty sad about it until we found a dead moth on the floor and I told her that it was Fran. She wasn't as sad to see it go (she has an irrational fear of moths).

Never a dull moment with this girl.

Malcolm likes to play cards with us. Stella got the giggles big time.

I don't know. I really don't know.  But I love her.