It all started with an innocent idea.
Husband: "She's been good today. We should get her a fish."
If I hadn't been a walking zombie that day I might have had the where-with-all to say "NO!"
But I was sleepy.
And thusly responded with:
"Whatever, it's up to you."
Hence Nemo Gus Gus Higgins Golbov was born:
At least I was sound enough of mind to deter husband from purchasing the large 10 gallon tank.
They didn't have any globe-like bowls, so we opted for a beta vase.
Nemo was a bit large for said vase
Sesame stared at him before bed, elated.
She talked to him and told him not be scared.
She told him they were going to have "many adventures."
Girl has an imagination.
Don't know where she gets it from! :)
She said good night and went to bed.
Nemo doesn't look to hot.
Nemo is dead
D.E.D dead. (name that movie!)
We decide it's best to break the news to her - but at the last minute Daddy changes his mind.
Upside-down, sunk like the Titanic Nemo is dead, in his vase, in my bathroom.
To Sesame, he "needed to sleep someplace quiet."
Daddy runs to Wal-mart to buy one replacement Nemo.
He returns with this bad boy:
Which now houses:
as well as SIX plastic plants, ONE pirate ship and TWO live, self-planting bulbs.
And all she wanted was ooooooooone gold fish.
We now have an aquatic zoo on top of her dresser.
With glow-in the dark plastic plants.
HOWEVER, when I saw Sesame's face:
I quickly decided the aquatic zoo was perfectly fine. :) I mean, hello, look at that JOY! :)
The next morning, Jacque was suctioned to the Aquarium filter and Gus Gus was bobbing, head first, in the glow-in-dark plastic plant. There may have been a glaze over their eyes as well.
I froke out and told husband we had another "fish situation." and we should "prepare for a Cosby episode."
Sesame told me not to worry, they were just "playing hide and seek."
In the end, we broke the news to Sesame that Jacque and Gus Gus kicked the can.
Her response: " That's sad, but Nemo has more room to swim now!"
I still feel like Darla in Finding Nemo.