The rabbit watches the shark eat some fish.
(Have I mentioned she's shark-obsessed lately?)
Seriously, am I really going to take her away from that? I mean, I can't do that, can I? Is she going to lose all that French she learned these past two years?
So, I had a bit of a freak out. I started thinking of all the things I couldn't do. All the things I wanted to do but knew we wouldn't have time for. All the ways our lives were going to be miserable.
Then, a couple of days later, I found this in my hallway:
There are a lot more of these guys now, too. She just decided to turn our hall into some kind of animal encyclopedia. Here's a close-up on one of her favorites:
Don't speak Ella? It says, "Snakes molt when their skin is too tight." She put something unique about each animal. And you know what? I didn't have to do a thing.
I think we're going to be just fine.