It is with much joy that I report that, about a month ago, two little pink fish joined our family. My joy is not so much because of some strong affinity for our finned friends (although they are fun to watch swim around), but because of WHY we got the fish. We promised (ok, bribed) Anna that if she would start going to sleep without having to have one us in bed with her, then we would get her a fish. We told her going to sleep by herself was a "big girl" thing to do, and so was having her own pet, so she could have a fish if she started going to bed on her own. She agreed! (Little did she know that the fish was just our first offer...putting her to bed had become such a huge time hit that I think the negotiations could have gone all the way to a pony...)
