The Fish That Won't Die

Jeremy and I have had a saltwater tank for the past five years and Jeremy had one even longer in college. When we moved we decided that we no longer wanted to put in the time and effort in taking care of the fish tank. Jeremy emptied it as much as he could and said he would "take care" of the one remaining fish and snail. The "empty" tank has been sitting in our garage for about 9 days now. He told me the fish was dead and that he could not find the snail. This didn't phase either of us because when we first moved to Noblesville we lost a starfish on the way. I really thought we just lost the snail too. About four or five days ago Jeremy spotted the snail cleaning/eating on the side of the tank. We couldn't believe it, he survived! Tonight, Ava and I were leaving the garage to take Sassy for a walk and I saw the fish swimming around in the corner. I really couldn't believe it so I called Jeremy right away. He didn't believe it either. Jeremy still wants to "take care" of the fish but I am looking for someone to adopt.

The Tank

(Above) The fish under the cup
(Below) The snail

FYI

Don't miss the new pictures and video added to "Moving Days" and "Interpretive Dance".

Our New Pool

Sunday after Ava and Jeremy's naps and dinner we went to try out our new pool. Our subdivision shares with another so it is a large pool with a wadding pool for little kids. We spent our time in the wadding pool. Ava was very excited and took to the water like a fish.

Posing for the camera in the pool.

Trying to get away from mom lounging.

Swimming with daddy!

"Let's try this thing called lounging"

Moving Days

Thursday was the big moving day. We enlisted the help of our friends from church to come over and move the big stuff. One of our friends has a little boy, Alex, who is over a year old but really loves his parents and wants to be next to them at every waking moment. As soon as everyone got to the house we all started carrying boxes and furniture out to the trailer. Alex did not like this and began screaming and crying. Not to be left out, Ava also began crying even though she didn't know what she was crying about. Everyone spent the next two hours carrying boxes out to the tune of two crying toddlers. Eventually we put them to work carrying light stuff like toys and pillows. Apparently all they wanted to do was help.



Last Friday Ava and I went to buy groceries and thought we would stop by the old house to pick up the rest of the food there. It was in the 90's so I brought Ava in the house to cool off while I packed all the food. Once I got in I started working and Ava ran by me and into the living room. Once there I heard, "Oh No! Oh No! Mommy Oh No!" I didn't really know what she would be oh noing but when I went to check it out I realized that this was the first time she had seen the house without furniture. I tried to explain that our furniture was at the new house but it fell on deaf ears as Ava ran into her old room yelling. "Oh NOOOOOO! MOOOOOMMMMMYYYYY!" Instead of trying to explain I finished packing the food and we left to go find our furniture at the new house.

Ava's new toy room with ALL of her toys.

Now that we live kind of in the country I am finding more bugs then I did at the old place. I am toughing up but it is hard. The most annoying would have to be the flies. I don't know where they are coming from but it seems that after I wear one out and kill it two more appear. To make matters worse we do not own a fly swatter so I have been using newspapers. Today I was sitting in the kitchen reading and Ava came running up jabbering about something and grabbed the newspaper I had been using as a fly swatter. She ran back into the living room smacking the heck out of everything she came in contact with. I stood up so I could see better and sure enough there was a fly trying not to get smacked by a two year old. She never did get it but at least she tried.

Interprative Dance

For Jeremy's birthday Ava and I got him Guitar Hero III for our Wii. He loved it and has been playing it regularly ever since. Ava also has a guitar, that we found at a yard sale, and sometimes plays along side her daddy, or mommy, rockin' it out. This particular night she decided to put on her best dress-up skirt and slippers and sing and dance along with the Spanish rock song Jeremy was playing. I was able to capture a little video. If you listen closely you can hear her singing. She may just be bilingual, speaking Spanish and English. Ava is very gifted.

Rockin it out with mommy

Posing in her rock n' roll gear!

After Ava mastered the dance and playing the guitar, she went to singing with a microphone. Not just any microphone though. For Christmas she got one of those horses on a stick. She doesn't really play with it but one day she thought it would make a good microphone. This video is her using the horse on a stick upside down. The video is crooked because I thought I could rotate it but I can't. Sorry for all those sore necks.

MMMMOOOOOMMMM!

Ava used to play this game in the car where she would yell from her carseat, "MOM!". Doni would reply, "WHAT!" Ava would then go into a lengthy explanation of Einstein's theory of relativity or other such drivel that was 0.5% comprehensible.

Making the best of the situation, Doni now takes the initiative to start the conversation.

Doni: "AVA!"

Ava: "WHAT!"

Doni: (in a normal tone of voice) "I love you."

Ava then follows this up by initiating another volley of shouts.

Ava: "MOM!"

Doni: "WHAT!"

Ava: Either, "I love you," on a good day or nonsensical drivel on most other days.

What better way to show your love than to shout it?