my mom showed up at my house with a fish.
there is really no other way to explain it.
she walked in and had a fish bowl in her hands and said "look what i got you, jake."
she gave me no warning. i just stood there not knowing what to say.
i mean at least it was a fish and not a puppy...
although i would have welcomed a puppy more happily than a fish.
phil and i owned a fish before we had kids
... for like a week.
brother judah marie (that was its name) wouldn't eat so it soon perished.
our fish doesn't have a name yet
maybe we'll be super creative and go with brother judah marie II.
i mean, jake can't even say fish, he calls it "beh-shee" so he wont care what we name the thing.
in any case i don't even know if behshee will have a better fate than bro j.m.
the water in the bowl is already dirty and jacob tried to feed it sloppy joes yesterday. so....
for now jake is mezmerized by the new "pet".