Avoiding my to-do list

The list of stuff I have to do before we leave for Disney on Friday
is really long, and the rate at which I am adding things to the list
is far outpacing the rate at which I am checking things off. Right
now, I'm typing this entry in an effort to avoid one of the things on
my list: helping Mary Grace clean out her hermit crab habitat. I am
fairly certain that little Lizzie the crab is dead. I told Mary
Grace as much at dinner tonight by saying "I think that she is no
longer with us." Mary Grace asked me what that means, so I told her
it means I think she's dead, to which she asked very matter-of-
factly, "Why didn't you just say she's dead?" This is the same sweet
little princess who brought home a treasure wrapped in a napkin last
week. When I asked her to show me what it was, she carefully
unwrapped and presented a severed rabbit's foot she had found outside
her classroom after the school cat had disemboweled the poor creature
in the courtyard. She was quite upset when I told her she could only
keep it for two days, and it had to be in a ziploc baggie, and oh by
the way GO WASH YOUR HANDS!!!!