why everyone should have a big brother...

on friday night, i was tucking t-man into bed when little miss k came running into his room all excited.


little miss k: "mommy, mommy - look what i caught - a ladybug!"

me: "that's great!"

little miss k: "i'm going to put him on t's dresser."

me: "ok"

little miss k: "mommy, he's sleeping. he's not crawling 'cause he's sleeping."

me: "ok - let him sleep." ***

t-man: "i don't think he's not crawling because he's sleeping. k, he's dead."

little miss k: "oh."



*** i know full well that he's probably dead because little miss k is unintentionally the grim reaper of the bug world. she has a tendency to catch ladybugs and then delicately crush them between her two fingers while she carries them around to proudly show everyone her new pet.