Fido
Those crazy Lunn kids
Jacob caught a fish at the campground on the weekend. He named it Fido. He carried that silly fish around in Mel's salad bowl all day, Saturday. (note to self - buy Mel a new salad bowl!) He even went down to the canteen and bought fish food for Fido. Fido was as big as my thumbnail, just a tiny little thing and Jake fed him about 7-8 of the fish food thingys (they are each as big as Fido is).
Well, I think Fido ate all of the food and by the end of the day, Fido was upside down at the bottom of Mel's bowl. Not good. I tols Jake he was going to have to put Fido back ( I was warning him allday this was coming). He cried and cried, bur finally walked the "dead fish walking" walk down to the pond. He stood at the edge of the pond for a good 20 minutes, just crying and holding the bowl, then finally threw all the water into the pond. One problem.........most of the water went behind him, not into the pond. I am not sure if poor Fido made it back home . Not that it matters, I think he was already home, in the big fish pond in the sky!
He comes back up to the trailor, crying. I held onto him for a bit and then asked if he said goodbye. Well, snot was flying tears were streaming and this is what he said.
"Goodbye? Goodbye? Never say goodbye. I wanted to say See you late. But I knew I was never.going.to.see.him.againnnnnnnnnnnn" I am soaked by this time, tears, shot, it all blends when Jake is this upset.
I reminded him of Spike, my grand-daughter.(his pet butterfly that he had in primary (he's in grade 2 now). That Spike comes to visit him all the time. He never thought he'd see Spike again, but he sees her all the time, at the trailor, at the house. She always follows him everywhere. He says "Spike has WINGS. SHe cancome see me" Riiiight. I forgot.
Anyway, he got over it, worte it all in his journal and now I have a pet worm sitting on my computer desk. If the child isn't a vet when he gets older, noone will be.
Or maybe an actor! LOL!
Jacob caught a fish at the campground on the weekend. He named it Fido. He carried that silly fish around in Mel's salad bowl all day, Saturday. (note to self - buy Mel a new salad bowl!) He even went down to the canteen and bought fish food for Fido. Fido was as big as my thumbnail, just a tiny little thing and Jake fed him about 7-8 of the fish food thingys (they are each as big as Fido is).
Well, I think Fido ate all of the food and by the end of the day, Fido was upside down at the bottom of Mel's bowl. Not good. I tols Jake he was going to have to put Fido back ( I was warning him allday this was coming). He cried and cried, bur finally walked the "dead fish walking" walk down to the pond. He stood at the edge of the pond for a good 20 minutes, just crying and holding the bowl, then finally threw all the water into the pond. One problem.........most of the water went behind him, not into the pond. I am not sure if poor Fido made it back home . Not that it matters, I think he was already home, in the big fish pond in the sky!
He comes back up to the trailor, crying. I held onto him for a bit and then asked if he said goodbye. Well, snot was flying tears were streaming and this is what he said.
"Goodbye? Goodbye? Never say goodbye. I wanted to say See you late. But I knew I was never.going.to.see.him.againnnnnnnnnnnn" I am soaked by this time, tears, shot, it all blends when Jake is this upset.
I reminded him of Spike, my grand-daughter.(his pet butterfly that he had in primary (he's in grade 2 now). That Spike comes to visit him all the time. He never thought he'd see Spike again, but he sees her all the time, at the trailor, at the house. She always follows him everywhere. He says "Spike has WINGS. SHe cancome see me" Riiiight. I forgot.
Anyway, he got over it, worte it all in his journal and now I have a pet worm sitting on my computer desk. If the child isn't a vet when he gets older, noone will be.
Or maybe an actor! LOL!
posted by Mommy | 9:54 a.m.
1 Comments:
LOL! That or an entemologist. ROFL! I love reading about your kids!
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