"Natalie, he is dead," stated Noah.
"He's not dead!" insisted Natalie
"Yes, he is," reiterated Noah.
"No, he's not!" she argued. "Elaine gave him to me and told me he doesn't require food or water. He just needs love...LOTS of love and I get to look at him. He's a great pet," added Natalie
After a short pause she asked, "Mom, do you think my beetle can learn tricks?"
"Hmm...maybe you can teach him to play dead?" I suggested.
"Yes! That's a good one," she agreed and then asked, "Mom, do you think I could teach him gymnastics? Because he has these little hooks that he could use to swing from blades of grass."
"I don't know about that," I replied. "What about a name? Did you name your beetle?" I inquired.
"No. What should I name him?" she asked.
"He's your beetle. You should name him," I replied.
"Hmmm...how about Sniff?" she suggested and then quickly dismissed it, "Though he doesn't really sniff much. How about Sleep or Sleepyhead?" she asked.
"Sleepyhead! I like it," I said.
"Do beetles poop?" she asked.
"Yes, but I don't think you need to worry about that with Sleepyhead," I said.
"Mom, today is Sleepyhead's bertday!" Natalie cheered.
"It is?" I questioned.
"Yes! What do you think he would like?" she asked.
"Hmmm...I'm not sure. What do you get a sleepy beetle for his birthday?" I asked.
"I know! We could make him a new home. He needs a beautiful place because he has a beautiful back. He can't live in an old, stinky bug box!" she explained.
(Which reminds me of a new book idea for children's author, Laura Numeroff, "If you give a girl a sleepy beetle, she'll want to give it a beautiful home...with accessories The beetle will ask for gymnastic lessons and the Mom will want a drink.)
|Natalie shows off Sleepyhead.|
|"He's too beautiful to live here!" said Natalie.|
|"Now, we just need to make fun accessories for him!" she cheered.|