There's a roach in my freezer...

Yep, you read that right - there's a roach in my freezer. How's that for a first post? :)

First let me introduce us. We're a homeschooling family of 4 - me, my girls (Punkin & Puddin), and My Hero (a/k/a Punkin & Puddin's daddy/my hubby). Punkin is 8, Puddin is 6. We are all beach bums at heart, and would love to live in Destin, FL - alas, such is not to be, so we have to be satisfied with the pool in our backyard and a smattering of sand that we've "imported" from Destin.

Now, back to the matter at hand. You might be wondering, why is there a roach in my freezer? Punkin and Puddin are taking a class on bugs at our local audubon center. They've had one class so far, and they explored the nature trails and learned to pin bugs for a bug collection. Today Puddin found a roach (a big roach) outside, and wanted to add it to her bug collection. (Okay, mom confession here - my first impulse was "ick".) Luckily (for dad that is!), the roach was already half gone - he was on his back, legs wiggling in the air. After trying to persuade Puddin not to add it to her collection, and after she continued to be insistent, I asked My Hero to get it and put it in a plastic bag. I actually insisted on two bags. :)

So, now there's a roach in my freezer. He'll stay there tonight, and tomorrow he will go into the "relaxing jar". After he softens up, he'll get pinned in Puddin's collection.

Oh, the sacrifices we homeschool moms make. :)