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I'm a full-time wife and mom of two adorable boys. When I'm not busy trying to keep up with them I enjoy photography, traveling, planning parties and a little bit of reading.

In February of 2008 I was diagnosed with an incurable terminal lung illness, though God promised me a full and complete healing. While we wait for His timing, we're taking it one day at a time, and standing in awe of how God's using all of this for His glory. The tough road we've traveled has given us a new perspective on the fragility of life. Memories are more important to us than ever before. The goal of this blog is to share some of our family life - the ups and downs, the joys and probably some of the pains as well. It's mostly meant as a personal journal of sorts, but you're welcome to share in it. We'd like to take this opportunity to say ...

WELCOME TO THE FEITNER ADVENTURE!

Monday, February 9, 2009

Gilbert

We'd like to introduce you to the newest member of our household.... Gilbert - so named by Alex.
He was Alex's birthday gift from the two of us (we thought it was a fitting present considering the party's theme). He's a beta fish, also known as Siamese Fighting Fish, and doesn't like company (which takes care of any future "I want another fish" conversations).

When I was in college I had (and killed) several beta fish. But despite my previous track record, they're actually quite fun! If they see another male (or a reflection of themselves, thinking it's another male), they'll spread their fins in display - similar to a peacock. And when they're happy ... they make bubbles! It's really cute to look in the little bowl and see bubbles floating on top - it's like a mini-bubble bath!

2 comments:

KGM said...

I had several red beta fish. The one jumped out of the bowl. It was gross. I thought he was hiding and then the next day realized he had jumped out of the bowl and flopped across the floor until he was behind the entertainment center. It was a sad day.

Julia Feitner said...

at least you realized it the next day, rather than a month later after he became petrified.