Big R has an aquarium with a few tropical fish, the stocks have been a little low lately. ( I think the interest is waning ) But the reason I am even telling you is that one of the 2 guppies we have left had babies. 30 of them, at least that is an estimate, there were swarms of tiny little mini fish. We were so proud, until I looked the next day, down to 10, and the day after, 3 left.
Today there is only 1 little fishy. Apparently the mother is eating her babies, at least 29 of them to date.
Prior to having children of my own, this sort of infanticide would have sent a shiver to my core. But now I am a mother I kinda get it. It is not that I condone the eating of one's off-spring, it is just that I understand there are so many laws of nature that we have no control over.
And raising children is kind of the same, you can feed them vegetables, teach them to say please and wipe their own noses. And that is about it, at the end of the day the laws of the jungle will effect them more, I think. Yeah, yeah, I am sure that I count for more, but may be I am not so sure.
On a lighter note, it was Emily's birthday on the weekend, impetus enough to get me into the attic and to make her an obligatory log cabin cushion (seems to be the 'birthday present du jour' around here). Here is a snap shot of the pillow and the birthday girl in the middle (sorry Em).