
A ladybug was discovered on the floor this morning...a very dead ladybug. The Girl got so excited about this ladybug and was certain that it was sleeping. She asked if we could keep it and then proceeded to carry it around the house eventually asking if we could make a home for it. I gave her a small plastic food storage container without a lid. In the early afternoon J took her out to ride her bike. She asked if Little Ladybug could accompany them. Later in the day her and J took a nap in our bed with Little Ladybug supposedly safe and sound in her home on the nightstand. The Girl woke up from her nap and stood on the landing with a crestfallen look upon her face. Holding out the container she exclaimed, "I can't find my Little Ladybug!" So J went back up to help her look. No sign of Little Ladybug. My poor, sweet Girl was so sad, she asked, "Mom when I find Little Ladybug can I name her Lucy?" As I write this, Lucy is still MIA and I fear that I may hear a "crunch" in the night!
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