Goldfish

The kids got goldfish today. The last 2 died after Dada cleaned the bowl with soap and water. Nana Kim had sent each kid a dollar in the mail so we took that to buy fish. The fish man was so nice to catch each kid a fish and put it in its own bag. Then we tromps up to the registrar where each kid paid with their own dollar. With fish bag in hand we marched to the car. On the way home Jack asked, "Dada will you try not to kill my fish this time."
We'll see how long these last. Our bowl isn't big enough for 3 so I think I will be changing the water very often. Plus these fish have the potential to grow to the size of a football so I don't know how long they will last in the bowl. Maybe for Christmas someone can get the three of them an aquarium.