Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Red fish, blue fish

Connor had the meltdown of the century today. He's generally a pretty easy going kid, but lately he has become pretty attached to some fish that he got for his birthday. When we got home he had forgotten where he left them and went nuts crying and looking for them. I finally found the yellow fish, and the green fish, along with a random red fish that we have no idea where it came from. But we couldn't for the life of us find the orange fish (which Connor calls red). He carried on like the world was ending. And it's heartbreaking because it is so out of character for him to be so upset. At one point I sent Kevin upstairs to find the blue fish that had made its way to the tub in the hopes that he would take it instead. Kevin came back out and said there was no blue fish. I sent him back to look again. He came back a second time - "There is no blue fish in that tub." And by that tub he means this one:

And for the record that blue spec practically in the middle of the tub. Uh, huh. The blue fish. Kevin did eventually find the "red" fish and life went back to normal, or as normal as it gets around here. Note to self: Do not pass go. Go directly to the store and buy more fish.

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