aka Mr. Weak Will!

As I think I've mentioned before, Marc loves fish. I'm not even sure if trains can beat his fascination with fish. So, for awhile, I've been trying to convince Marcelo that we should get a fish tank. In no uncertain terms, he put his foot down that we would not be getting any fish.

Flash forward to Wednesday night. Marcelo went to pick Marc up at day care and decided to take him on an errand to the 99 cent store. Apparently, said 99 cent store has decided that fish are a good thing to sell. Marc never even asked to get a fish, he just got all excited and started counting them and with the "Look, Daddy, fish! Look, Daddy, look! Fish!" And Marcelo couldn't resist.

So now, we have Kipper the betta fish. And, yes. I know that a kipper is a smoked herring. Don't ask me, the 3 year old named him. ;)