I left our children quietly carving soap at the dinning room table as I prepared our dinner. As you see from the picture, the soap is setting next to our little fish tank. I vaguely remember hearing Hudson say something about the fish being hungry. I obviously never thought it would end in this.

He explains that the fish were VERY hungry, and that is why you see the tablespoon in the fish-food.
The fish were gorging themselves on food. If fish do grow according to the amount you feed them, I should wake to find Shamu in our living room.

As I frantically try to recover the fish from suffocating on food, I absent mindedly poured them both into the same container. (People - You try to think clearly when you have the life of family pets on the line. It is clear why I never went into the medical profession.) I move about my business of cleaning out our grubby little tank when I hear a sweet angelic voice say, “But Mom they are fighting fish. Now they will have a war.” I forgot they shouldn’t be in the same container so I frantically am trying to scoop “red fish” out of the way of “blue fish” with a 1/4 measuring cup. I called my girlfriend “stat” who is well versed in such matters and she said “Be Brave and use a Dixie cup!” Note to self, “Buy a fish net.”
Chloe and Hudson hid their eyes for fear that I would squish them. Jackson calmly played legos as the rest of us were in a “code red” situation. I prayed I would not drop them down the drain, in front of little eyes. That would be tramatizing for sure. I can hear it now “Mom killed our first pet.”

“red fish” “blue fish”
Chloe rubbed my back after the episode was done and said “Good job Mom, that was a close one.”And people think stay at home, homeschooling Mom’s don’t lead an exciting life. Hillary Clinton I dare you to do any better! On the up side, we got a clean tank out of the deal, and I REALLY needed to do that.
Hope the spaghetti’s good tonight.