I made the mistake last night of telling a friend of mine that the fish would probably be floating in the morning. Sure enough, I go into the kitchen and Missy the fishy was floating. I heard my daughter running down the stairs and quickly turned the bowl around and sat a large bottle of juice in front of it.

Later in the day I put the kids down for a nap, did a bit of cleaning, ate lunch and caught up on some emails. I realized the time and decided to send Missy on her final voyage before the kids got up from their nap. I was standing in the kitchen just having got the fish in the net and I hear little footsteps coming down the stairs. I start panicking and start trying to shake the fish out of the net into the trash can. The fish did not want to come out! Just as Missy went flying from the net I hear my daughter say in her sweet little voice “Georgie up”. Sure enough she is right there beside me. I slammed the lid shut and she looks at me, the net and the fish bowl and says “where’s Missy, where’s Missy Mommy”. Me thinking quickly tell her that Missy was sleeping. Of course she says “I see” trying to get me to turn the bowl so she can see Missy. I told her that she was sleeping and she could see her later. Tomorrow I will be making a trip to Petco and trying to find a fish that looks something like Missy.

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