Godzilla and the Koi
Yes, she overturned it all over the floor. How else was she going to get at the little fish? So there they were scattered in front of the couch smiling-back-at-her. And she was sitting there happy as a clam, picking them up and eating them. (Clam? That doesn't sound right. Shark? Sounds too harsh. What eats goldfish? Um, frat boys on a dare? Ok, there she was happy as a frat boy eating goldfish.)
After a few quick pictures, I got in there to try and pick them up. A brief discussion with the FP Gal and we decided that they were mostly salvageable. (Judge us if you must.) As they started moving away from her she quickly got up and took a few steps after them. Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!
Two morals to this story, no, three.
- Don't let your children wander around with open bags of crackers unless they're old enough to keep from dumping them on the floor. Somehow we missed that one at our child classes.
- When there are fish all over the floor you have to move very fast to get them up. Otherwise they turn into an orange powder. (Heidi, is this the motto at the Pike St Market?)
- And three, parenting really is a two person job.
Comments
It's dang near impossible to find a child's snack that isn't messy in one way or another!
What a photo essay that would have been.
:) See what I let Marin do with Cake in my sidebar of my blog.
I believe I have heard that moto at the Market. Maybe thats why we don't have much fish in the house.
Cute picture though!