Friday, March 16, 2007

Happy Birthday, Josh!


Today Josh is three years old. I can't believe how quickly he has grown up. And, I also can't believe I'm not yet pregnant! This is the first time I've had a three year old and no baby on the way or already in hand. When Josh was born, we finally had a boy with my brown eyes. Both Zack and Petey have blue eyes like Chris, Josh has the Ross-eyes :) He's such a sweet child and I've very thankful that he's a part of our family.


Josh caught one of these fish himself. For 10 rmb, he was given a tiny fishing pole, with a teeny-tiny hook on the end. He was given 10 minutes to fish in an inflatable pool full of gold fish. After he caught one, we were done. It had suddenly occured to me that I didn't want a bunch of gold fish to take home. Well, the generous proprioter of the establishment gave us two more fish as a freebie. Two of the fish have died so far, leaving us with only one. I'll admit a dirty secret, every time a fish dies I'm a bit relieved to be done with yet another mouth to feed.

Funny story: Yesterday, after my class, the boys and I were sitting around the table together eating lunch. Petey then proceeded to tell me how one of the goldfish had faked his own death in order to escape down the toilet drain. Hmmm, this sounds very familiar....could our fish (more likely our kids) have gotten this idea from "Finding Nemo"? So, after many questions this is what I've been able to discover: The fish was lying sideways in the bowl, so the kids scooped it out with the fish net. The fish laid still in the net until they dumped it into the toilet. At that point, it came alive and swam away down the drain. The kids are adamant that they did not flush it, and the fish swam away on it's own. Stranger things have happened, right? Now that fish has escaped into the wonderland of the Chinese sewage system.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'm glad Josh had a happy birthday. You can always go fishing for more goldfish. I find the idea appealing. It makes me want to go fishing. Bill