Coping with loss

This week Kaleb's fish died. He wasn't all that attached, considering he and the girls forgot to pick up the fish for three days after our recent trip to Utah, but it was still hard. He cried a little, and we cuddled and talked about it.

It wasn't half an hour later though that he came over to me and said, "Now I don't have to clean out the fish bowl anymore, right?" Way to look on the positive side Kaleb!