The dissection class was to be in March. I misread the information and we went in February. After looking and looking and looking for the class, we finally were told by a nice church secretary that we had the wrong date. So we went to the Natural History Museum. Then in March, when the time finally came, Kaity and Kimberly went to the class and dissected a shark. Neither one was very enthused, but it was a great experience and helped them with their biology course work. I promised Kimberly that she would never have to do it again unless she chose to! She was very relieved. I think that statement was the only "hit" of the day!
