Thursday, June 2, 2011

Oh dear


6 comments:

BRoss said...

Fish on the menu tonight then?

B

Londa said...

what # is that for ya?

Sariah said...

The water looks so beautifully clear-- how dare he die?!

As a side note, when we were living at Grandma Barbara's when I was 11 and 12, John, Becky, Matt, and I went to some sort of fund raiser fair at the church. At one of the carnival games you could win a goldfish. I won about seven, and so did all your siblings, but your parents wouldn't let them take them home, but my mom would, so I had (I think) 42 fish in a one-gallon bowl. They died by the half-dozens. One live one accidently flopped into Grandma's sink while your dad was trying to scoop out the dead ones and your Dad turned on the disposal (I haven't recovered.) Finally weeks later when there were about 8 left and I was sick of them (and the daily trauma of their demise) I flushed all the remaining living ones down the toilet. Eeek! Confession is so liberating!

Kim said...

If it's the same fish he got from the lego winner, I'd say an exchange is in order.

Jess said...

bummer. just have him a build a lego fish a put it in a fish bowl... solves all problems.

Brooke and Jonny said...

Oh no ha ha my mom told me about this, poor Nick. My mom also told me the majority of the little students that got fish tried to get their money back the next day because theirs died as well ha ha