This year, Santa put a little owl pellet kit in the boy's stocking. I remember dissecting these things back when I was in school. If you can get past all the furry grossness, they are really quite neat!
I had envisioned the boys doing this on the back porch on a nice sunny afternoon, but they just couldn't wait any longer and I gave into them staying warm and dissecting in the kitchen.
I think one of the things I love most about being a mom to boys is that they like all sorts of gross things. As girly as I am, I sort of like gross things too. I love getting to encourage them to embrace all their boy interests- gross or not!