...first pet.

Nov. 21st, 2007 01:38 pm
ME: "Alyssa, Im afraid the lobster has gone to heaven already..." (i cover the tank) ALYSSA:"Is he dead?" (tries to peep)
ME:"Im afraid so."
ALYSSA: (looks me in the eyes and her lips quiver) "But, but, but, but..." (opens the tank and stares at the lobster) He didnt eat?"
And so we do the ceremonial walk to the kitchen, Alyssa refusing to carry the tank. We decided to put the lobster outside the kitchen door for the cat to find later. Alyssa stares at it for the longest time.
ALYSSA:"i HATE YOU (she shouted) Lobster!!! You died!!! HMP!!! i HATE LOBSTERS!"
She then played with Ava in the playpen. Soon both kids were making funny noises and laughing. 30 minutes later Alyssa asks to see the lobster outside the kitchen and off we go with Ava in tow (the babe now wakes supported). The lobster was gone.
ALYSSA:"yAYA Letty, did you kill the lobster? You cooked it?" YAYA LETTY: "No Alyssa." ALYSSA:"Maybe the cat's got it mommy?"
ME:"Maybe...could be."
Deafening silence.
ALYSSA: (sighs) "If you say so..."
...and walks away and takes out her painting kit.