Earlier this morning
Ethan: Mom, Pinkie is floating at the top of the fish tank.
Me: (in a comforting tone) Oh…well, Pinkie died
sweetie. His spirit went up to Heaven. But he was a really old fish
and I’m sure he’s happier now okay?
Ethan: Oh. Hey, can I help flush him down the toilet?!?
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