This evening Logan's beloved fish, Fishy, died. Every so often Logan has gone into his room only to emerge moments later and tell me "Mommy! I think something's wrong with Fishy." Each time, I would go into his room mentally preparing myself for how I would break the news to him. But each time, Fishy has been just fine. Yesterday evening, it started much the same way - except this time he said "Mommy! I think Fishy is dead." I was in the middle of getting a blanket for Mia, so I only half heartedly listened to him and told him that I would be there in a minute. Joe, obviously noticing that something was different this time, got up from the sofa and walked into Logan's room. After I got Mia's blanket, I started back down the hall only to look into Logan's room and see him standing there with his little eyes filled with tears and hugging his Daddy. Poor Fishy had died. Logan cried for quite some time. He asked us to take a picture of Fishy so that we could print it out and put it in a frame on the shelf in his room. Now, I think that's a little gross - I mean, a picture of a fish floating upside down at the bottom of a fish bowl? But, what were we to do? So, we took the picture. Joe assured him that we would go this weekend to get a new fish. After a little while, this seemed to calm him down. Logan and I said a few last words to Fishy and then said our goodbyes. It was so sad. His little heart was just broken.
Goodbye, Fishy. You were a really good fish and we'll miss you.
We were so disappointed to find out that Logan wouldn't be able to play T-Ball for the recreation department this year. He misses the age cut-off by 9 days... But thanks to a few fantastic parents, whose children are in a similar situation, a T-Ball group was started at Logan's school for children in the Pre-School and Pre-Kindergarten classes only.
It has been awesome for Logan. He's so excited to go to practice and loves playing in the games each weekend. His coach is Andrew's Daddy (one of Logan's best buddies) and the assistant coach is his Daddy. His skills have improved dramatically over the last 2 weeks. He fields the ball very well, understands when to run and when to stay still, stays in his position (for the most part) and bats very well. He's still working on catching the ball in the air, but that will come with time. In the meantime, he's having a blast with his Daddy and Mia and I are having a great time being cheerleaders! Go Cubs!!!
