Rolly Polly Fish Heads
"Awww..." I said, feeling a little sad for the ickthyoid. Trout are pretty cute...
Jeremy's face darkened.
"Did you just say 'Awww'?"
"Yes...."
"Well, would you stop, I already feel bad."
After giving it some thought, I picked up the camera and came back to the sink. The heads were gone.
"What are you doing?" Jeremy asked, throwing me a quizzical look.
"I wanted to take a picture for my blog," I slumped, barely hiding my disappointment.
He then dragged the fish heads out of the trash so I could snap a quick pic. Hee hee!
They weren't very photogenic though...
"Could you hold the head up? Ya know, so that I can get a better view?"
Jeremy then picked up the slimy head and tried to open its mouth. Maybe he was trying to make it smile...?
"ICK! What are you doing?? Don't open its mouth!!"
"Ouch! It has sharp teeth..."
*Click Click*
Later, as I was feeding the Lily, Eva came up and started this conversation:
"The fishie has blood."
"Yes..."
"It has blood, all the fishies have blood."
"Yes, that is true."
She stopped to think.
"Then we eat them, and cook them up, and eat them with our mouths."
She illustrated this by opening her mouth wide and waggling her tongue.
"Blood, fishies..." she mused, and then, as if she couldn't stop herself, she urgently ran down the hallway.
She came back 15 seconds later with a toy that she said was dancing, and she smashed it several time on the baby gate.
Nice.
Comments
Hope the fish was super yummy!!
;P