fishy business....

Uncle Bryan took Owen to Target today and somehow ended up at the pet store. They called to ask if Owen could get a fish. Not wanting to get the "meanest mom of the year" plaque, I agreed - if they would get a fishbowl and food too of course. Two hours and a small AQUARIUM later, the fish arrives, Owen gets his photo made, we eat dinner, and the fish meets his maker. Turns out Barrington water is not fish friendly. Since Owen thinks Heaven is such a fantastic place (because you can eat peanuts there), he's okay with it all. I suppose we'll be at the pet store in the next couple of days.

And of course, I had to take some new photos of Little Lyla too. Enjoy!