"'Will u kill me if I send Jacob home w/ tadpoles?" and two hours later he got off the bus with a baggie of dingy water inside a pink gift bag.
Six of them ... courtesy of the same teacher that gave us Fudge, the guinea pig. They were living in her neighbor's untended pool, so really, how could life with the Naults be any worse? Then Mark came home and asked why we had giant sperm on the counter.
Since that day - about two weeks ago - they have found a new home in a donated aquarium and almost doubled in size.
If there were seven, I would name them after the dwarfs. If there were eight, it would be the reindeer. But since it's only six, the jury's still out. Then there's the fact that I can't tell them apart anyways. The kids were disinterested in them by Day Two, confirming the reason we still do not have a dog.
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