Our New Pets

It all started at 6 am. I woke up to Isaiah screaming at the top of his lungs (okay, maybe for Isaiah it was the middle, but quite loud even for normal). "Daddy, potty, poTTYYYY, PPPOOOOTTTTTYYYYYY!" So, my wonderful husband stumbled out of bed, shhhed him and put him on the little potty. Awesomely enough he went poo-poo, unawesomely he managed to wake Jeremiah up (who was grumpily telling him to be quiet). I sent Jeremiah to the couch to finish sleeping.
The next thing I knew it was around 7:30 and I could hear Jeremiah and Lilly's feet moving around and their little chitter-chatter. I found them by the dryer with the back door open. I was not pleased and they immediately were sent back to their beds (or couch). After their confiment Jeremiah asked if he could check on his pets. A little confused I asked, "What pets?" To which he answered, "My slugs!" and ran for the laundry room and a pint jar filled with, yes slugs. I couldn't even touch the jar. We made him put them outside where he has put leaves in the jar to feed them.
After my Bible study he wanted to go check on them. When he came in Travis asked him how they were doing, to which he replied. "No so good, three of them are gone!" So, we now have pet slugs. Gross.