Several weeks ago El and I were in the pet supply store getting cat food. we were on our way back to the register to pay when we passed the "Fish" section of the store. Out of nowhere El let out a squeel. I stopped in my tracks thinking she was hurt or something and to my amazement she was smiling and her eyes were locked on the bright blue tanks. We stood there for about 5 minutes (which for an infant is an eturnity) as she was mezmerized by all the tiny fish.
Now El has her own fish to watch and she does. One of our favorite pass times is to set her up to watch and talk to her 5 fish; Tom, Tetra, McCullough, Bloom, and Rowling, (the last three are our favorite authors) while I fold laundry on the floor beside her.
Til next time,