4 Little Fishies

Last Saturday was picture day and the opening carnival for soccer. The boys were looking forward to one thing... winning a goldfish. I'm sorry to announce that I am not a fan of having any pets, this includes fish. But whatever, I didn't want to break their hearts so we let them play and win goldfish. As luck would have it, Chase's bag had 2 goldfish in it. They named their goldfish right away. On the way home there was talk of fish food and a fish tank. Spencer and I pretty much ignored it because for heaven's sake they're goldfish, they're gonna die in like 5 minutes right? So we dumped the fish into a glass bowl and the boys enjoyed watching them swim around. That night after we put the boys to bed Spencer's conscience got the best of him and he said we should probably feed the fish. So he was off to find fish food. We fed the fish and went to bed. In the morning the bowl was really dirty and I reluctantly cleaned it. By the time we got home from church it was dirty again. That was it for me, but how could I break my kid's hearts. So I came up with a plan, maybe some would call it a lie. I told the boys that the fish were probably sad to be away from their families and that maybe, like Nemo, they want to get back to them. I told them that if we flushed them down the toilet they could go back to their families. Thank goodness my boys have a soft heart and decided it was a good idea. But first they wanted to say good bye. So we all went into my bathroom and sent them off to find their families. One more thing though... anyone need a big case of fish food?

One last swim in the toilet bowl

The big flush...

The boys were proud of themselves, and a little sad, to send the fish back to their families.

Wade is pointing out that the fish are gone