My mom story of the week
Lucas (my daughter named him after her baby brother) the fish's tank has been nasty for a couple of days, but we cleared out our storage unit so I have been dealing with my dirty fish tank for a few days...
So anyway I went to clean his tank today, and he's dead...I quickly scoop him out of the tank and flush him down the toilet, without my almost 3 year old daughter seeing, because she'd never use the toilet again if she saw me putting her fish in it.
I then run in and start cleaning his tank I'm dumping his water down the kitchen sink and my daughter goes "MOMMY don't dump him down sink!!" and I said "I didn't honey he's in the cup" (because I normally put him in a plastic cup while I clean the tank) and she looks around for cups "I don't see him, you dump him down sink?" with sad big brown eyes that are tearing up ..uh.....uh....quick mom think!
Harlie "did Auntie take him?" "No honey, Auntie only took your Gack nothing else"(the Gack is an entirely other story) slight tears form at this point "he's down sink?"
crap crap crap, I think , If I tell her he's dead she's going to think I dumped him down the drain, no matter what I tell her so I say "no honey, he went to work with Daddy" great now I'm a big fat liar..but it's okay this time because she walks away smiling and laughing "that silly fish, we don't work with daddy"
So I then take the phone in the bedroom and call The hubby and let him know that the fish has taken the porcelain expressway to a better place and tell him that I told our daughter he went to work with daddy , so he says "and so I need to stop on my way home and get a new one?" and I said "if you wouldn't mind, sorry I panicked she almost cried honey!"
Since daddy is as big of a softy for those big sad brown eyes, he stopped on his way home for lunch and bought a Lucas the fish II , and my daughter giggled and smiled when he carried that fish in the door, and kept telling the fish "you don't work with daddy, you stay in your bowl". And I was saved.....