We got a fish last weekend and already I want to flush it down the toilet. The bowl gets too dirty too quickly and grosses me out. But today I walked in and Allison was sitting on the kitchen island (still no idea how she got up there) stabbing a butcher knife into the fish bowl. Luckily nobody was hurt, although, secretly, I wouldn’t have minded the fish’s tragic death. I guess his name proves true. Lucky Guppie.
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Oh my....That is all I can say!!!
Oh my gosh! I remember when my almost 4-year-old was that age. She took a butcher knife to her little princess table and chairs. My heart skipped a beat when I saw the huge knife in her hand. She obviously climbed up something in the kitchen. (SIGH) I swear you can't turn your back for a second!
Wow, my heart would have dropped when I saw that! That def. is a lucky lil guppie!
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