A sad thing happened today. Dani found a dead potato bug while playing outside with the kids. It was smashed. Murdered. Apparently, Regan killed it. When I came home, she confessed. She killed it with a rock, she told me. I asked her why, and she told me because it told her too. Maybe I need to quit blogging. Someone could be documenting all of this.
Maybe I would be surprised if this wasn't the first potato bug murder. It really isn't the second. Snails have been also found smashed. On the plus side, my house is now pretty insect free!
P.S. I'm a little bit scared.
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