
Cinderella and Belle earlier this month....
Earlier this month when visiting my parents, my Dad gave Isabelle 2 fish. She named them Belle and Cinderella and we took them home. Everyday while I am making breakfast Isabelle feeds them, she loves the fish and enjoys watching them swim and most nights she even kisses them goodnight.
This morning when we woke up I noticed the fish weren't swimming around, they were sleeping on the bottom of the tank. Isabelle hadn't noticed yet so I distracted her by letting her watch a movie and feeding her a brownie. (Not a normal breakfast, but I wasn't sure what to do and I wanted to do anything to keep her out of the kitchen while I thought of what to do).
I quickly called Freddie and he had noticed them this morning also. We were both so sad. Mostly for Isabelle, we weren't sure how she would handle it. I called my parents and talked to them about it too, I wondered if we had done something wrong. They were alive last night. I realize I may be overreacting over 2 little fish, but when you add a child to the equation it changes everything when you think of their emotions or it could be the pregnancy and the added emotions I have from that...
I didn't say anything to Isabelle and distracted her until Freddie got home. When he got home we sat her down and told her that her fishies died this morning and they went to live in heaven. She looked in the direction of the tank and said "They have to go live with Jesus? They don't feel good?" We both said yes. She then blew them a kiss and I cried.
It is so amazing to us, we have never talked to her about death before, how she knew they would go live with Jesus, I have no clue, maybe she put Heaven and Jesus together, I am not sure. But that was the end of it, she wasn't nearly as traumatized as I was.
Isabelle and her fish earlier this month....