Here Fishy Fishy

We spent the past 4 days at the lake...I spent most of the time inside (my pregnancy hormones are still kickin and I can't stand the heat) while Paul and Railey played in the lake.

Around 2:00 today my spunky child came through the back door and announced that she had a surprise. She came up to me with her fists clenched and smiling from ear to ear. I waited patiently thinking it was going to be her typical, a flower she picked for mommy, a roly poly, a toy that someone had given her. Nope. Not even close.

She opened her hand and she was holding a fish. A DEAD FISH.

I jumped back and blurted the first thing that came to mind. "Railey, that fish is dead!" She replied with, "But mommy, her makes me so happy...I love her!" With that, she took a cup, put her fish in it, filled it with water and watched her float to the top.



Now I know that Railey has no concept of death yet but I can't help but think that this was her way of guilting me into another pet. Needless to say, I am going to the pet store tomorrow so two new fish will be waiting for her when she gets home from the lake on Tuesday.