Well, I wish I had good news to report for Konnor's sake but it looks as though my ability to raise an ant farm is far under par. I opened up the cupboard tonight to check in on those pesky things that were supposed to be graciously digging tunnels and cool things in there so I could show Konnor their progress tomorrow - but unfortunately I have nothing to show other than 25 balled up little fried ants. Poor things. 1, maybe 2 of them are still moving around rather s.l.o.w.l.y but they look miserable. Serves them right for failing us, right?
My best bet is of course to blame it on Uncle Milton who sent us these things! There is no way on earth I could've killed off 25 ants by doing everything the directions said. Heck, I checked the mail DAILY for 2 months waiting for them - and convincing Konnor that just maybe they would be here THE NEXT DAY. There's just no way I can raise 3 happy, healthy little children but kill 25 farm ants, is there?
Either way, they are dead. They have failed us.
The question that remains is - do we order more and wait 8+ weeks hoping the 2nd batch are more lively and excited about digging tunnels in a little 6x3 container of green gel that stinks - OR do we call it quits on being ant farm tunnelers?
The decision may take a few days to ponder.
Will keep you posted........
PS - I had taken a picture of the ant cemetery - but found it a little morbid to actually post to my blog that gears towards my children so I will spare you all : )
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