Sophia was our fish...she was a blue beta that lasted much longer than I thought she would. A whole year. She's been looking a little slow lately and not eating her food, and on Sunday night we found her at the bottom of her tank in a watery grave. I was worried Allie would be sad and got myself all prepared to say the "right" thing about how Sophia is happy in heaven now with all her fishy friends...So I brougt her over and showed her how Sophia had peacefully passed away and I was ready to answer all her questions. I said..."do you know what happens to Sophia now that she has died?"
Allie's sweet response..."Flush her."
I LOVE 3-YEAR-OLDS.
This is the only pic I snapped of Allie taking Sophia to the bathroom (sorry about the blurry)...she happened to be playing dress up at the time. It worked out well that she was all dressed up for the funeral.