Our oldest son and his family were here to visit last week. We do not see them often as they live in Germany while he is stationed at the Air Force base there.
I have to laugh at my comic strip life and the timing of things. I lost my voice to allergy problems and talked in a squeaky in again off again whisper for most of their stay. Chase is 6 and Parker is 3. Parker now thinks his grandma Leah doesn't have a real voice. We whispered to each other a lot.
The boys enjoy our fish tank, especially the baby guppies. As a surprise, we took them to a local pet store to pick out fish. The idea being that they could name the fish and leave them at our house here in the states. A fun conversation starter for future phone calls.
We took them around to see the other animals first. Once that fun was winding down we headed to the fish tanks in the back of the store.
Imagine...we are walking...grandma says in a whisper "You get to pick out..." and that is all that was heard before they began jumping up and down and yelling with excitement. Chase says "Wow! We get to pick out animals!! I'm getting a parrot!!" Parker, wide eyed and thrilled, responds "I am getting a cat!!" I had to laugh. I couldn't be heard. Grandpa Scott to the rescue.
We left with 2 new cory catfish for the tank. A green one named Rocky and a spotted one named Tigger. Gotta love it!