The fish is in there, wayyyyy to the right.
Dory the 1st did not make it a week here. (That fish never ate though, so maybe it was sick, or didn't like the fish food...? Bill and I said we would just tell Emma the truth. This is how our conversation went.
Me: Emma, Mommy has something to tell you. Dory died. She's with Jesus.
Emma (eyes filling up with tears): No! I want Dory at home. Emma go with Jesus too.
Me: We'll go get you a new fish at the store.
Emma: No! I want Dory at Emma's house. (crying now)
Me:......ok. Just kidding. Dory's sleeping. (I know, awful. I couldn't handle the tears.)
The next day, after Dead Dory is laying at the bottom of the bowl (I thought dead fish float..?) and starting to look bad, I told Bill he had to tell Emma.
Bill: Emma, Dory died and is with Jesus. Well get you a new fish.
Emma: Okay! Emma get a new Dory.
Hmmm.
Anyway, I took Emma today to get a new fish, and got a different kind of fish food. And Dory II is swimming and eating and happy.
The End.
1 comment:
that is So funny! I was chuckling! We got a beta fish on the way home from the aquarium the other week. Sophie named her (him) Sophia. Now I have a pet fish to take care of as well as my two children and two dogs. awesome.
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