Hermit crabs...

Well, I was right, Dylan's crab bit the dust the day that I bought the entire crabitiat. So yesterday we had to go buy a new crab - and found out that crabs in Lemoyne cost more than crabs at the beach! I think I'm getting myself into a lot of work. After all, I know that I'm the one that is going to be caring for these critters. Then a few minutes ago Cameron came upstairs and said "I can't find my crab". Great! He took it downstairs and 'lost it'. It just so happens that Cameron's crab likes to hide. So there I was on the floor with a flashlight looking under the chair and under the sofa and under the tv stand. The good new is that I found it! It was hiding inside a little crevice in the vacuum cleaner! Maybe I should have just let them keep their crabs in the little containers that they came with and when they died, just let it be. Oh well, they have been playing with the crabs more than they play with most of their toys. ............I didn't even finish writing this and Cameron just came to me and said "Where's my crab?" I guess it's our own fault for letting an almost-three-year-old play with a crab without constant supervision. His crab can scoot at top speeds! It was across the room when I found it - the second time.