Then there are days like today. I don't think this is normal.
Zach told the kids to come inside, and Maura said, "But we are building Mr. Beetle's grave!"
Yes, a little yard border stone. It has orange sidewalk chalk on it.
I guess Mr. Beetle got more of a mausoleum than a grave, if one were to get technical.
After they were inside, Maura stared singing, "Mr. Beetle died." She did it with a slow tune. She then said that if we found a Mrs. Beetle, and she died, then we could build her a grave, too.
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