Spring break....no need to be up before 7! That is so exciting. And so I came down to my clothes once again being all unfolded...I had folded them again last night with plans to put them away this morning....but they were playing mums and dads with the Bellies and it was super cute. Bellies was 1 year old and she was sick. So I come in to see my baby laying down with a pillow under her head and pillows surrounding her with blankets on her....and she's smiling away. Didn't seem like such a sick baby....
Our fish (Madison picked this one out and it was our first fish in the tank) croaked yesterday morning. Dan came home Wednesday night and we noticed it was swimming kind of funny and then just kind of crashed on the sand. I instantly went in my mode of, you probably should have changed the water and checked water levels (he NEVER does) and we would not have a dead fish. Thursday morning before he left he told me he had flushed it. It was dead on the rock....nice.
Madison had a birthday party (when do we not have a birthday party...seriously) and as we were driving home I felt it was appropriate to tell them about the fish.
Girls, we only have 2 fish left, one of them died this morning. (B)
Which one died? (M)
Yours did. (B)
Oh...that's sad. Oh well, I can just get another one. (M)
Well Dad isn't suppose to buy anymore fish until he figures out the water situation so we don't have more dead fish. (B)
Where is the fish now? (H)
Dad flushed him down the toilet. (B)
WHAT!!!??? He should have called the vet-tit-tare-eee-in! (H)
It's a veterinarian (Of course Madison says it with an English accent, actually they both have one) (M)
Yeah, they have a special fish doctor and he could have saved him instead of dad just flushing him down the toilet. Next time, we need to take the sick fishy to the doctor. (H)
It was so hard not to laugh....it was so sweet and yet so funny. My fav...the part where Hannah was pronouncing veterinarian.
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