Fish

The wonderful mother-daughter tea at our church is fabulous! There were goldfish in the center flower arangements on the tables. I knew they would try and give us some and I said NO NO NO, but somehow we still ended up with 2. One made the big escape in the car at a stop light flopping and screaming and panic from several little boys . . .we finally found him and had a few ounces of water left from the spill to get him home. Thank goodness, right? Then Doug, the sucker, ended up coming home in the other car with Darius who talked him into even buying fish food. All this to say, Doug gave a big lesson on taking care of fish (because we know so well) . . .and thankfully they only lasted 2 days. It was quite exciting. Only this week did Zayin ask, "Mom, can you really flush them down the toilet?"