Feed the Fish!

Sunday mornings…not my best. This morning I did a Sunday School lesson with the boys, on Paul and Barnabas and their missionary journey. Then we made paper boats and pipe-cleaner men, which kept them busy for a while. I made date squares after that – the boys helped by breaking up the biscuits. Then I had to make lunch, which was an exceptionally tasty pizza.

This afternoon, to get out the house for a while, we took some stale bread to the docks to feed the fish. It was the best fish-viewing we’ve done in our 8 months! We were amazed at the variety of fish around the docks; apart from the pretty little scavenger fish, there were the sharp nosed eels, some other black fish, and then two big fish (is that a fisherman’s story…) of different species. They were really close to us – we sat on steps right at the water’s edge and the fish came right close to get the bread. We could hear them as they came up, sounded like they were kissing the bread. It was so interesting to see the bigger ones swimming quite high out of the water, not how you would expect a fish to behave at all. Aaron started getting bored though, right after I had exclaimed how privileged they are to be experiencing this kind of closeness to nature, but eventually I’d seen all the fish I wanted to for one day, so we drove up to Castle Gardens, where the boys could run around a bit and pretend to be animals…that was fun until they started doing roly polies in the grass, and then Caleb wanted to be an animal eating the grass, which wasn’t so good for his hayfever.