Fred...

Fred was our fish.  Actually, to be more exact, Fred was Samuel and Jonathon's fish.  Andrea got him (along with 3 other goldfish that died) for their birthday.  Sunday Fred died.  I got a few questions from Sarah about Fred yesterday ~ she handled it well!  Last night at the dinner table, Samuel noticed Fred wasn't in his fish bowl.  The conversation went like this...

Samuel ~ Mom, where's Fred?

Mom ~ He died.

Samuel ~ But I liked Fred! (Now beginning to cry, and heading towards the fish bowl).

Mom ~ I know honey, I'm sorry.

A few minutes later...

Samuel ~ We need to get the plunger.

Dad ~ Why do you need the plunger Sam? (At this point we are all smiling)

Samuel ~ So, EVERYONE can go down in the toilet and get Fred and his friends! (He said this very seriously while not skipping a beat eating)

Everyone ~ {{{ laughing }}}

Samuel ~ STOP LAUGHING AT ME.

Katie ~ Sam, we're not laughing at you, we are laughing with you.

Samuel ~ (Putting both arms in the air) BUT. I'M. NOT. LAUGHING!!!

Everyone ~ Silence.

:D