August 10, 2008

RIP Little Fishy

Sammy watches me more closely than I think. Today I found our home a little too quiet and realized Sammy had come up missing. I looked all through the house until there was only one room left to check. As I entered the bathroom I noticed a big smile on his face. He was holding an empty fish bowl and I calmly asked him where the fish and rocks had gone. He admitted to flushing them down the toilet.

He had mentioned on a few occasions that we should flush the fish. I explained to him that we do not flush live fish and that the fish we did flush had expired. That would usually end the subject, until today.

He appeared proud of his accomplishment, even though he had to pay for the crime. He didn't mind timeout too much. Sammy boasted to his Nana Sharon on the phone today...he told her "I flushed the fish and the rocks". Nana told him that she felt sorry for the little fishy. I don't know if he understood that he had just killed his fish.

2 comments:

Robyn said...

Oh my!! That is a good story. LOL I have an almost 19 month old so I'm looking forward to those days ! I'm sure there wil be many. Right now my best stories are her just attempting to talk and everything she says sounds like bad words. LOL

Robyn said...

Oh my!! That is a good story. LOL I have an almost 19 month old so I'm looking forward to those days ! I'm sure there wil be many. Right now my best stories are her just attempting to talk and everything she says sounds like bad words. LOL