When our son was 2 we bought him his first "Mr. Fish" and since that time we have welcomed many "Mr. Fish" impostors when the others well...... kicked the fish bowl. One time it happened when we were on vacation and our cousin had to make a dash to the pet store before our little secret became known. Our son like all men does not register details such as color or which appliance is the washer and which one is the dryer (ask my hubby when you see him one day about that little story). In fact on one particular swap out day they were all out of blue fish so I put a red fish in and he has never mentioned the change in color.
Well, Daddy worked late one day and we took a trip to the pet store to get Bella her very own Mr. Fish. We had dinner and then I announced that we were going to get Bell her very own fish. Her eyes got wide as saucers and she yelled "I'll get my fishing pole"! We went to the store and she wanted every fish there, but she chose one to be her own and his name is "Bella's Fishy".
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