I have a longtime fascination with the stuff. I was in a wilderness survival camp when I was 16 and 17, and we found those little balls all over the place. It was fascinating to gently tease them apart to reveal the tiny little bones, and I thought that Elayna would enjoy it. Minus, y'know, the abusive wilderness survival camp stuff.
So that was our project yesterday. A treat to celebrate the first day of fifth grade. Dissecting owl puke.
She started out going "Ew," but was soon totally absorbed. "Omigod, Mommy, the tiny little bones! Look how small the vertebrae are!"
But the best part was when we uncovered the mouse skull. When we pried enough of the fur away to show the elegant bone.
"Wow," she breathed. "That's beautif- that's cool."
I grinned at her. "It is beautiful."
She grinned back, relieved that it was okay for that to be beautiful. "Yeah."
I love it that seeing the beauty in the bare anatomy was her first instinct...