Fishy

A few weeks ago we got together with my highschool friends for an after Christmas party. During the white elephant we got five goldfish. Unfortunatly one didn't make it home, but our kids were screaming with excitement when we surprised them with four new fish the next morning. Before they had a chance to name them one more died. They named the three that were left Andrew, Racecar, and I Love. Then another one died and we were down to two. When Carson realized another one had died he said "maybe the two that died were the kids and now just the parents are left. Or maybe it was the parents that died and now the kids can do whatever they want". With two fish left I think I realized why the fish keep dying. One of the two that was left was huge and I think he was eating all the food. He was so big that when he died the next day he sunk to the bottom instead of floating to the top. Yuck! Now we just have one fish left and I'm hoping he'll be with us for a while. Dead fish scare me.