We went to the Red Hill Fire Department carnival last Friday. It was a small carnival – we walked around the whole thing in just a few minutes, and we were thinking, “This is it?” But they had a couple games there that Julia was quite interested in. One was a fishing game, with a simple “S” hook as the fishing hook, and several rings on dozens of plastic fish in an inflatable pond. Julia played it once and immediately grabbed a fish. I don’t even think she had time to understand what she had done. So we got a crap prize (they are all crap prizes, but that’s okay – it’s about supporting the Fire Department), and we went on our way.
Then we played the fish game – the one where you try to throw impossibly old and dirty ping pong balls into small fish bowls. Julia couldn’t quite throw the ball up high enough, so we had to help out. Kaitlyn had no interest at all in that, and just wanted to walk around. On our last throw, I got “lucky” and got a ping pong ball in the fish bowl. Julia was the proud owner of a fish in a plastic bag.
What to do with the fish? We were heading to Monticello for a party the next day (see tomorrow’s post on that…), and we couldn’t just leave the fish in the bag, since Julia had named the fish. (Pebble – all Julia’s work, we had nothing to do with it.) So we did what any parent would do – we went to Wal-Mart and found the cheapest fishbowl set we could find. It was like $8 and had everything we would need: bowl, gravel, odd plastic plant, some fish food, and a net. We spent Friday night getting the bowl ready, and made the transfer on Saturday morning. As of this writing, Pebble seems to be doing just fine.