I was dashing off to pick up a couple of frags from Jess when I couldn't find $5 to make the exact amount. I desperately hunted around until I had the genius idea that criminals always get and went into my daughter's scrupulously saved-up tooth fairy money. Bingo! I had a moment of clarity as I drove off: you know you've fallen down that slippery slope when you've landed with your hands in your kid's toonie jar. Oh well, it was worth it
If I get half the colour of the ones in his tank, I'll be happy.
Here they are adjusting to the conditions of my tank.
I think my daughter might be on to me though. Here's the drawing she did for my birthday card last month:
