Gone fishin'

Please let him miss, please let him miss, please let him miss. Shit. The first ping pong ball Colter threw went right into the bowl, and before I could say cat food, we won a goldfish at his elementary school's fall carnival. I don't know why schools give live animals away like lollipops, but I do know that one of my best childhood memories is sitting on the kitchen counter feeding the goldfish I won at my elementary school fall carnival. How could I deny my son the same memory?

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[billy]

...because tomorrow you have to deal with the whole "mum, it's swimming upside down" saga...good luck :^)...