Welcome, Simon

On a strange whim, I bought the little angel a betta fish last week. His name is Simon. His stomach is the size of his eyeball, so she is only to feed him three pellets every other day. 

I bought him a little plastic tank with a light and a small filter so that she (read: we) only has to clean the tank once a month. 

She wanted a puppy. I bought her a fish.

This is the sort of parent I am.

I did, however, buy her the fish quite unexpectedly, which in the world of kid-dom makes it the coolest...