Kathryn's first pet was a Betta fish which she named "Swimmer". We got it for her last year for Christmas. Well, Swimmer just died. So Kristin and I broke the bad news on Friday. Of course, Kathryn started crying, which made me start to tear up. But Kristin had the great idea to take Kathryn to Chuck E. Cheese for supper to take her mind off of Swimmer. Her plan worked beautifully.
Unfortunately, I'm not sure if Swimmer's death has quite "hit" her yet. Whenever she prays for her meals, she still thanks God for Swimmer (and for the family, her imaginary friend, all her toys, etc). Only time will tell.
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