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This was conversation tonight at dinner.

Julia: How old is yours?
Hope: Mine's a teenager now. He weighs 95 lbs.
Noelle: Wow. Mine's been alive for 4 days now, and it hasn't died.

Matt and I couldn't resist getting the details.

Matt: So did yours ever go to the doctor, Noelle?
Noelle: Well, I don't know if it ever went or not, it's just better.
Matt: What do you have to do to make it better?
Noelle: Well, take it to the doctor, I guess. But sometimes it doesn't want to go.
Matt: Then what do you do?
Noelle: You have to discipline it.

I was so proud. My children were learning some seriously good lessons, here.

Julia: But sometimes no matter how hard you try it still refuses. Then you have to keep trying. If you see the skull and crossbones, that means it's really sick.

... And then Elena pipes up.

Elena: If it doesn't want to go to the doctor, and if disciplining it doesn't work, sometimes you can get it to go by giving it a treat.
Me:What?! You're learning bad parenting!! NEVER, EVER, when you're older, reward your child for refusing to obey.
Elena (sheepishly): I know, but sometimes if you discipline it, and put it in time out, it won't play with you anymore, even if you praise it. So you have to give it a treat to make it do what you want.
Me: Oh gosh.
Matt: So do you feed it?
Noelle: Yes, should I feed it a scone, sushi, pizza, cereal ...
Me: A scone?
Matt: Can you feed it too much?
Julia: Yes, but then it will get sick. Plus it will... giggle ...giggle
Me: What?
Julia: If you feed it too much it poops a LOT. Elena's poops all the time.
Hope: One morning Elena got up and she had to clean up 8 piles of it!

Anybody curious? Have you guessed?

My girls have tamagotchis. Have things changed since you were a kid or WHAT!

I guess it's all harmless ... but sometimes I wonder. Well, if nothing else, we had some very interesting dinner talk tonight. I'll bet the rest of you don't talk about poop at the dinner table with such glee. *eyes rolling*