I've got loads of updating to do, not the least of which is our pictures from Norah's 2nd birthday party from the weekend. But this thing happened today that was just too funny to not post.
I took Norah to the pediatrician's for her 2 year check up this morning. We were the second ones there (even beating one of the secretaries in). Norah's favorite thing to see in the waiting room is this huge fish they have--the only one in the tank. Every doctor's visit she makes the sign for "fish," usually starting in the parking lot. (Can you see where this is going?)
Today she walks right up to the tank and says "Fish. Weep." Upon closer inspection (I was busy taking off coats and checking us in) I noticed the fish was on his side...and not swimming...and not sleeping, either. OK, happy Monday morning everyone! "Yes, Norah, the fishy is sleeping." I pointed the fish out to another mom in the waiting area who said, "Geez, that fish doesn't look too good." I hopped up and whispered to the secretary, who was still taking her coat off, "I think your fish is dead." She made this "Ut-oh" face and then went to tell the doctor. We were ushered off to an exam room, and I nodded to the doctor as he came into the waiting room with a net and a plastic bag....Upon our exit from the doctor's office Norah walked by the empty-but-still-running fish tank and said "Bye bubbles." No more questions about the sleeping fish.
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