Little red fish...

Abby has been begging to have some fish... so we finally broke down. W e have a little one gallon tank. We took the kids to Pet Smart to get a fish. She was set on a red fish. Well, she found one... wouldn't you know, they are social fish. So, we didn't get one little red fish, we got three. Well, we said good bye to two of them this morning. We explained to Abby that they had died. She smiles and says, "That's ok, they'll get eyes and come back again." I hugged her and said that when something dies, they are gone forever. They went to heaven. So, she sat starring at the fish a moment and then looks up again smiling and says "It's ok mommy. You can just buy new ones. Bye fishy!" So, my daughter had her first lesson in the death of fishy and well... I think she faired it well. We were very careful with the words we used. Abby is HYPER SENSITIVE to words and relates them correctly to other things in life. My first temptation was to say it got sick, but since that is something that often happens in this house... I NEVER EVER want to plant sickness and death together in her mind. She has enough to face... no fearing that today! So, we just talked about how they die fast and there was nothing we could do. So, today, we say good bye to two of three little red fish... since they are social... I'm guessing we'll salute a 3rd as we flush the potty tomorrow. So sad! Poor fishy!