It made it through the night. We fed it again before leaving for work but I doubt it will still be alive when we get home tonight. My poor son; he’s so excited and yet I feel the need to make sure he understands the difficulty. But it’s hard to explain that to him – life is so hard and I want him to hold onto his childlike innocence for as long as possible. Things have been hard for us lately so if he can cling to this and find great joy in it then who am I to take that away?