Dissections

I have this facebook friend named Melissa. She's a homeschool mom. Recently, she posted pictures on facebook of her kids dissecting things. That's how cool of a teacher she is. She ordered all these dissecting kits and then actually followed through with the dissection part.
I know one of the things she had her kids dissect was a cow's eye. Ewwww. But I'm sure the kids thought it was cool. When I saw the facebook pictures I almost had a panic attack because in all my thoughts of homeschooling my own children, it had NEVER crossed my mind I might have to teach them something that makes me queasy just thinking about it.

I plan on keeping Melissa as a friend for a long time to come. Not only because she has such great ideas as a teacher, and she's a great person to know, but because when I get to the part in the science standards where I might have to teach dissecting to my children, I want to call Melissa and say, "Can you do it?"

My one memory of dissecting anything is from High School. We had to dissect a frog. I chose my friend Tony (male) as a lab partner because I knew he would do all the dissecting. We named the frog Otis Tyrone and I never had to touch it. I ended up taking him (Tony, not the frog) to prom that year because I was so thankful.

Melissa, I can't take you to prom, but I will take you out to a nice dinner if you dissect stuff with my kids when the time comes.