R.I.P. Mr. Snail

Mason is having a hard time dealing with the loss of his pet snail today. I get the loser-mom-of-the-year award for telling him about the tragedy before school this morning. It didn't occur to me that he would get teary and try to convince me that maybe it was just asleep. He was definitely in denial because the poor little thing was hanging out of its shell and obviously no longer with us. Anyway, his teacher called to assure me that he seemed to have recovered by the time he got to school. He was already making plans to pick out a new mollusk friend. He had a slight relapse when he got home and saw the snail in the bowl...still dead...but I think he's okay now.