At Annabel’s school carnival this last Friday, every classroom was responsible for putting together a game/activity booth, complete with prizes. Our booth was mini golf, and our prizes were a bunch of Halloween plastic toys from Oriental Trading company. Most of the other booths followed suit, while some of the activities were the prize, like face painting, temporary tattoos, and crafts.

Because I was there early to set up and run the first shift of the booth, I didn’t get a chance to see what the other classes had put together before the carnival started. I let Annabel walk around with her friend and her friend’s older sister while I was at the class booth, and during my shift I did catch a few glimpses of her having a blast. It makes me happy to see how well she’s settled in.

When I was wrapping up at the booth, Annabel and her friend came running over, all excited. “Mommy, Mommy! Look what I won!”

friggin fish

A goldfish.

Annabel: Mommy, this is so amazing! I’ve always wanted a fish!
Me: Yay.
Mike: Yay!
Me: Yay?

Mike was literally as excited as Annabel. I felt like maybe I’d fallen into a parallel universe.

When we got home, there was a lot of squealing and looking for just the right container to put the fish in. I was like, “How about the toilet?” and was rewarded with a withering look from Mike and Annabel.

meet Bubbles

Mike: This vase will hold the fish until tomorrow, when we can go buy something better.
Me: What is happening.
Annabel: I NAMED HIM BUBBLES!

The next day, Mike and the kids hightailed it to the pet store to get fish supplies. I told Mike that if he came home with a giant aquarium, I would kill him. “Don’t worry,” he said, “I’m going to get one of those small, self-cleaning aquariums.”

They came home an hour later with a 1.5 gallon tank, some rocks, water conditioner, a “sunken castle,” and fish food.

Annabel: Mommy, Mommy! We got James a fish, too!
James: Fish Uptown Funk!
Me:…

You know, because why have one thing that will die next week when you can have two?

Bubbles and Uptown Funk

So, meet Bubbles and Uptown Funk, our new fish. At least they keep the kids very still and entertained.

watching the fish swim

I know you all are going to tell me stories about your goldfish living for years and to that I say:

robin-crying-under-desk