Reality

Jaydn had her first dose of reality and death. She wants Billy to sleep in her room, but we will not let him (too many toys for him to chew on) so we told her she could have a fish instead. She was sad that she didn't have a friend to stay in her room with her. So last Friday I took her to Wal-mart(my first mistake) to pick out her very own beta. She picked a pretty purple one that she named Dorothy(even though it was a boy). We got her bowl ready and put it in Jaydn's room. However, on Sunday night I discovered that it was floating at the bottom. Robby and I, being the clever parents we are, thought that we could find another one that looked the same and just switch them out. That task proved to be difficult and we were not able to find one that matched. When we picked Jaydn up from the babysitter and got her home, we told her that her fish had died. She stood in the kitchen with her head down not speaking. I told her it was ok to be sad and asked if she wanted to see her fish before daddy got rid of it. She wouldn't talk and was clearly upset, but too 'proud' to cry. Finally, after about 10 minutes she spoke and said she wasn't upset and wanted to see her new fish.
The new fish has last much longer than the other one and it's name is Cinderelli. Everyday that it hasn't died she informs me, "it's not dead yet" and when it does die she wants to use it as bait at the lake(she has to be Robby's child)!