On Monday, April 20, Ryan’s fish Nemo died. You may remember that Brock died a couple of weeks ago. We’ve had both fish for a year, and have decided that maybe it was just “their time.” We haven’t done anything differently with the food or water, so we’re not sure what happened. Over the weekend, Nemo started spitting out his food, so we knew there was something wrong. Without going into all of the details, I did everything I could think of to help him get better. But he died about the time Ryan was going to bed on Monday night. Ryan got up and we took Nemo out to the pet cemetery and buried him in the dark (thus the absence of photos).
Tuesday was such an eventful day! I took birthday treats (doughnuts) to Ryan’s school class. His teacher gives the kids a little worksheet about themselves on 11 x 14 paper. The birthday kid fills it out, and then the teacher “interviews” the child (who is sitting on a stool at the front of the class with a microphone). Ryan LOVED the attention!After the interview, the birthday kid can choose how they want the class to sing happy birthday. Ryan didn’t have any ideas, but one of his friends (who knows he loves rugby) suggested a rugby happy birthday. So…I only took my regular camera and then could have kicked myself. That was the most hysterical thing I have ever seen! The kids would moan as they sang, and then would throw in the occasional “pow” or “whack” or “ouch” or “ohhhh” at the end of each line. So it went something like this:
(Moaning) Happy birthday to you! *whack* *oof*
Happy birthday to you! *bam* *ouch!*
Happy birthday dear Ryan! *kapow* *argh!*
Happy birthday to you! *slam!* *ohhhhh*
What made it even more hilarious was that the kids would jerk their bodies and/or fall to the floor with the various painful expressions. I should know by now to take the video camera everywhere! Oh, and after the hilarious song, Ryan's teacher said, "You all know what's next." The kids in the class all rushed Ryan and gave him merciless hugs. Again, he loved every minute of it, despite pretending not to.
Ryan decided to name the puppy Copper Rocko. Copper is a name from the mother’s line, and Rocko is the father’s name. Look…already bonding…We have a couple more fun things planned for Ryan’s birthday this weekend. I’ll post the recap of those in another couple of days.
1 comment:
Awwww! I forgot how close Ryan and my oldests birthdays are... Happy Birthday Ryan!
As for the puppy... every little boy NEEDS a puppy :O) Seriously, they love them and after the "potty" training is done, you will too!
So glad you had such a great week.
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