Nanny Adventures

for Toodles Tisha the fish is being held at right now, with buriel at 9pm tonight in the backyard.

I got a phone call from Kidlet #3 about an hour ago, and he was crying. He said that Toodles Tisha was dead.  That Kidlet #1 found Toodles dead-floating upside down in the fish bowl.   I told him I was sorry and I would be home in 15 mins or so. 

I come home and come upstairs to find a red puffy eyed Kidlet #3 doing homework.  He then guides me to the kitchen table where he says I can go to the Wake for Toodles.  There on the table I see this:

Toodles last resting spot is in a lovely blue box with a sentiment from Kidlet #3 saying “He loves him”  on the box lid.   He had placed this on a sheet of notebook paper stating “Wake”. 

Mom, Kidlet #1 and Kidlet #3 went out back and buried Toodles.  Kidlet #3 is taking this really hard.  This is the first pet that has died.  I am so glad his parakeet has not died. He blames himself for not feeding Toodles today and is saying he murdered Toodles.   I keep telling him that he didn’t murder his fish.

So how do you get a tween to get over the death of his first pet?