Or maybe I should say Catersaurs.
This is one of those "best laid plans of mice and men" sorts of stories.
We have a new elementary science kit curriculum this year and I had set aside today's cadre meeting to introduce the butterfly kit. I ordered my caterpillars ahead of time so that we'd have them to look at and talk about today. The little beauties arrived a little less than two weeks ago and proceeded to do what caterpillars do: eat, grow...and pupate.
Pupate?! Crap. I didn't need them in that form, but by Friday of last week, my overachieving beasties were already doing what they weren't scheduled to do until Friday of this week.
I pondered a variety of possibilities for substitutions. Could I find wild caterpillars at this time of year? Might I substitute another non-threatening invertebrate (like pillbugs) for our observations? I finally settled on buying some plastic caterpillars...maybe a little bag of insects from Toys R Us. It's getting on toward Halloween---there ought to be creepy crawlies to buy, right?
I looked three different places and the best I could do was a bag of little dinosaurs. I stood there considering the prospect of replacing caterpillars with dinosaurs like some sort of Sanka experiment gone horribly awry. I decided I might as well go big or go home.
Today, the teachers got their caterpillar cups ready. There was food that they observed...we talked about the exciting arrival of caterpillars...and then I plunked tiny dinosaurs into everyone's cup. Thank goodness people have a sense of humor---and are teachers who understand that not everything always goes as planned.