(Photo by Alexander AV3RKIN on Unsplash)
It started with one fish, then progressed to two, then three. And well, it kind of snowballed from there. Any time my three-year-old son saw a pet store, he’d want to stop in to look at the “fishies.” We have more colorful fishes than we need, but the first thing he does each morning is stand behind the tank and say hello to each one.
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