Saturday, 27 June 2009

•   Rachael turned 7 yesterday. Unbelievable! When did she get so big? We had a great day. And the Kuster household has grown by 1.

  

  We now have a betta fish named Beatty. Rachael has been asking for a pet for a long time now. We've been saying "Maybe for your birthday" for months. Well, her birthday came and we got her the fish. She wanted a dog, but I thought we should start small. We went to the pet store yesterday and got the supplies we needed and the fish. Our first tank had a crack down the front, so we had to take it back and exchange it. The second tank was perfect. As we're leaving the pet store, Jon held the door open for us. I thanked him and he said, "When I grow up I want to be a doorman." I laughed and wondered if any current doorman wanted to be one when he was a kid.

  So this morning at 7 am I wake up to "MOM! Mom, you've gotta come. We need to change the tank!" I'm dead asleep and it took me a moment to register that someone was talking. But when I did, I heard the note of panic in the voice, not so much the words. When I finally realized what she was talking about, I was not a happy camper. "The water's all cloudy. I can barely see him!" So I drag myself out of bed and check it out. I was expecting murk, I didn't get it. The water was cloudy, but barely. The fish was still clearly visible. The water got changed anyway. I didn't realize how difficult it would be to catch a silly fish in a net. The tank is tiny, so there's not a lot of room to maneuver. Maybe I can find a smaller net. After the water was changed and the fish fed I said to Rachael, "I don't want you to ever wake me up for that again. You can wait until I wake up on my own and I can change the water then." So hopefully no more 7am water changing emergencies.

  We also made a special cake for her. I will NEVER have a job as a baker/decorater.

  

  

  I thought it was fairly pathetic, but Rachaell loved it. She helped do the decorating. She'd been saying for days that she was going to have a butterfly cake and that it was going to be purple. She got her purple butterfly cake. I don't think she cared much how it looked. I was just happy I got it to resemble a butterfly. When I was serving it, the first thing I cut off were the bottom wings. Jon was watching and said, "Now it looks like a bat!"

  To wrap up her birthday celebration, we're heading to Chuck E. Cheese this afternoon. I am not really looking forward to that. I really don't like that place. But the kids love it. And she's been asking to go for her birthday for quite some time now. So I suppose that I can suffer through an afternoon of sugar crazed kids who all want to play the same game at the same time. I might even enjoy it, but that's a long shot. But Rachael will have fun, and that's the whole point.

   

   

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