A few weeks ago our fish, Purple died. We woke up to find him floating in the bowl. Owen was upset at first. So, we dug a hole out back and put Purple in his new home. Then he wanted to go to get a new fish. Right then! He said he wanted a new red fish and this was the closest we could get to red. He knew what he wanted to name him before we picked him out, JUMP FISH. Don't know where that came from but that is his name...we call him Jump. It was really cute how he told the Wal Mart greeter about Purple. He made a sad face and told him that "Purple died and we put him in a hole." Then came the happy face when he shouted "and now we can get a new fish!"

My fish face!