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Goodbye Larry

Yesterday,  Larry Lee Lenson , my son's hermit crab passed on. My son went to the bathroom, where Larry's cage sits, to fill the sink with bottled water for his bath and noticed that he was 'dangly.' He carried Larry to me saying, "Mommy, his legs dangling funny." Well, his little hermit crab body had fallen apart. It was clear that part of him was in the cage while the rest still sat in his shell for all to see. I quickly took him from my son and tried to hide the part of him in his cage with the water sponge. I didn't want to totally traumatize my little boy when it was obvious to us both that Larry was dead. What do you say except the truth in this type of instance? He asked me what was happening to his crab, and I wasn't going to lie. I gave him the truth...that Larry's heart stopped beating and he, in fact, was dead. Although my son takes everything in stride - he is still an extremely compassionate little guy. I knew he was inte...

Unexpected Fatherhood

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For Christmas, my son got a hermit crab. Our 9-year-old neighbor girl across the street has one, named Larry, which he's always been fascinated with. She'll bring Larry over to play, which just thrills my kid. For months, he's been wanting one. One of my husband's co-workers got one as a gift, at the office, and was far from thrilled. My husband offered to take it off his hands, and we surprised my son on Christmas day. Now it's his own personal pet. Not that our dog isn't loved by my son, but this was given to him and it's all his. He knew he couldn't name it Larry since that name belongs to hermit crab across the street. So he improvised and stole from his favorite new character from the Bee Movie, Barry Bee Benson. My son's hermit crab is now called, LARRY LEE LENSON. :) My son feeds it, waters it, baths it...and plays with it daily. It's actually given such pride in taking responsibility for something that he's branched o...