Given the great success of our butterflies, I decided that a fish / simple fish bowl would be the perfect use of the birthday money.
Six dollars for the fish. THIRTY-NINE DOLLARS for the fish's gear. But my bitterness is not part of this story.
I asked G what he was going to name his fish.
"Abcdefg."
Awesome. The betta fish named Abcdefg.
The next morning G ran straight to the fish bowl. I asked, "How is Abcdefg doing today?"
He looked exasperated. "Mom, his name not Abcdefg."
"Oh, I'm sorry. What IS his name."
"G."
"His name can't be G. Your name is G."
"Wewllllll... iz LITTLE G."
There you have it. Our household has expanded to include a $45 fish named Little G.
