Day 18-Nine Lives for a Goldfish?!-#SOL17

The school carnival was a few weeks ago and of course, we somehow added two new goldfish to our family by the night's conclusion (OK, actually it was originally three goldfish, but one became the "pay it forward" goldfish...you're welcome to the lucky school family that ended up with it).  As any parent knows, these magical carnival fish connect instantly to the hearts of our little ones, yet only to quickly become friends with the toilet (if you catch my drift).

Fast forward to last night...

The dread that every parent fears when they agree or are "voluntold" by their child to bring home the magical carnival fish unfolded in our kitchen (I mean, it had been 3 weeks...that's a miracle in itself, right?!).  As my kindergartner went to feed her "twins" their food, there was a shriek that arose near the fishbowl. "MOOOOOMMMMMYYYY!! What's wrong with my fish?" Well, we all thought we knew the obvious answer.  "Well sweetheart, I believe your fish have gone to live in Heaven."  As I consoled my devastated daughter, I caught something out of the corner of my eye.  Sure enough, one of the fish was now breathing again, yet swimming/floating on its side.  I quickly transferred the fish into a ready cup of water and held my breath.  "MOMMY! It's still floating on it's side!!"  Using my mommy vet skills (HA!), I added a tiny bit of food and told my daughter that while this fish was still alive currently, she should probably say her goodbyes (I felt like I was on an episode of Grey's Anatomy).  This obviously led to more consoling and tears as well as toilet funeral for fish #1. Thanks carnival fish for the circle of life moment.

Fast forward to this morning...

I expected to come downstairs this morning to plan another toilet funeral for fish #2; however, to my shock, the fish was no longer on its side and was swimming happily in it's new home.  At this point, I have no idea how or why, but needless to say, I have a happy kindergartner...at least for now.  While this little fish may or may not make it much longer, for now its magic lives on.  Maybe goldfish really do have nine lives.