The kids got a Male Crowntail Betta fish for Easter. He was beautiful -- turquoise and pink. He was on the young side, the store clerk said, so he would grow and be with us for many years. Feed him only 2 times per week and change his water weekly. That's it.
Well... the fish food container said to feed him 2 to 3 pellets twice a day. Surely, we didn't hear the clerk correctly and I didn't want Mr. Fins to starve. So we fed him religiously -- twice a day. We even made a feeding schedule for the kids to remember. You can see 2 pellets floating above his head.
By Day 5, Mr. Fins was swimming sideways. Hmmm, I've never had a fish before, but maybe he's tired. Day 6 -- Mr. Fins! Mr. Fins! He was at the bottom -- totally still. "Kids, I'm sooooo sorry. It looks like Mr. Fins died. I guess we overfed him... I'm sooooo sorry!"
Greta cried big tears. Anna was sad. Nic was mad at me for insisting we feed him more often than the store clerk suggested. Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa!
I've been married for 20 years to my wonderful husband, Doug. I'm a Catholic SAHM to 5 children. Our 4th child, John Michael, was born in November 2007, and has opened us up to the amazing world of Down syndrome. We are grateful to God for the blessings He's given us and the journey He's put us on. When I'm not spending time with my family, I sing with RSVP, an amazing vocal group, educate on Down syndrome, have my own health and wellness business, and blog about our life.