Fish Fetish

Here are Isabel's new fishy friends: Big Fish, Yellow Fish, Orange Fish, Red Fish, and Blue Fish. Not all that creative, but we are keeping it simple. Isabel is only one year old, you know. :)

Big Fish is big. Big and scary....
So Isabel won't play with Big Fish. That leaves us with his four little companions, who Isabel is 100% determined to get back into their natural or semi-natural habitat.

It all started yesterday with Blue Fish.
I was finishing my business in the bathroom, and Isabel was playing with Blue Fish. The toilet seat has a slow release on it so that it never slams when you close it. As it was slowly closing, Isabel was able to sandwich Blue fish in between the toilet seat and cover. I was sure Blue Fish was already going for a dip, so I quickly opened the lid and "plop!" in he went. When Blue Fish was retrieved from the toilet to be washed and dried, Isabel screamed her protests until I managed to distract her with something else. Blue Fish has a new name now- Swirly.

Today, the fishy business continued. During snack time, Isabel found it far more entertaining to soak her goldfish in her cup of water rather than to eat her goldfish and drink her water. Evidence:
Then it was Red Fish's turn for some H20 action. I was taking a shower with Isabel and she had all her fish, except Big Scary Fish, out to play with. Then she noticed the drain and that the drain cover can be removed. If you remove the cover, there is a bit of water that gathers when the shower is on. Perfect for Red Fish! Isabel held him by the tail and sloshed him around until he was good and soaked, then covered him up with the lid. Just like this:
We can call Red Fish "Draino" after his baptism.

Now I'm left to wonder where the last two fish will be relocated à la Isabel. In a cup of juice? In a puddle? In a bucket of soapy water? In a soup, perhaps?