We had a garden burial at 9:00pm, Ella placed Baby Pheobe in the hole as Shaun cried his little eyes out. These life lessons are tough to learn, but I like my children to know that all life is precious, no matter how small, and it is always worth saving (or at least trying to).
As a side note it has felt like The Wild Kingdom here lately; this handsome devil was caught contemplating a tumble over a retaining wall in the strawberry patch. This is the first turtle we have ever seen on property....oddly enough it didn't come from the direction of the woods. It spent the afternoon marooned on the porch, hissing at me with contempt as I continually told the wee ones we couldn't keep it. It has since been released.