I think it was about 6:30 a.m.
Now, I've been suffering from this nasty cold/cough/sore throat thing for almost a week, so my sleep has been very important to me lately.
So I say, "They're not dead." And I roll back over.
"They're not moving, they need more lettuce."
No, I did not get up just then and boil lettuce for the apparently starving tadpoles. However, I checked up on them later and they were all still very much alive. Maybe a little hungry, but alive.
If you haven't already guessed, the newest addition to our little family is a mason jar full of tadpoles. Blakester brought them home after collecting them with a friend last week.
I really don't mind. I think it will be a great nature study opportunity for the kids. They'll get to view the life cycle of a frog. We've done butterflies and ants. We have Bob the lizard. The good thing about Bob is I just have to make a weekly run to the pet store for crickets. I actually have to cook for the tadpoles.