I want a betta fish
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Now, I've had plenty of betta fish throughout my years. Unfortunately two of them met the same demise during my college days . . . and froze to death. One of which, a roommate thought it'd be a great idea to turn the heat off while we went home for Christmas break. We're lucky the pipes didn't burst! The second time, the fish nearly was an ice cube, as over a long weekend, our oil ran out and again, the college soccer house was without heat!
But let's be clear, this betta fish wouldn't be solely for Isaac, although I'm sure he'd get a kick out of it.
It wouldn't be to teach responsibility.
Or to help him understand that fish breathe through water.
Oh, no. This would be to shift the numbers of our household.
I'm totally going there.
See, 4 year ago, when I was pregnant with Isaac, we joked that he was of course going to be a boy, because with 3 female cats, 1 female dog and myself in the house, the numbers needed to start increasing on the boy side. Sure enough, Isaac was a boy and then soon after, our 2nd son Ezra.
In the meantime though, we've unfortunately had to put down two of our sweet kitties . . . which now means the numbers are dead even.
Cue, the desire to purchase a male betta fish to tip the numbers male. You know, because I'm just crazy superstitious [as a Christian!] enough to think that it'd possibly mean that this little one was a girl.
I swear I won't let the fish freeze to death.