Sal

Sunday after conference, Isabelle wanted to set up the slip and slide. Well folks, with Idaho weather here officially, it was downright chilly, but warm in the sunshine. Jared told her she had to let him squirt her with the hose first, then she could put her swimsuit on. She chickened out when he grabbed the hose, and decided dad should squirt Wyatt first. He was no where around because he understands cold weather means no swimming. Anyway, Jared glanced down and saw a salamander in the window sill. So they snatched it, brought it in, and now we have a pet salamander. His name was going to be Stanley, but the kids decided it would be too hard to remember. Then it was Paskow (not sure on the spelling) from Tangled. Then it became Sal the Salamander. Secretly though, when Wyatt is at school, Isabelle calls it lizzie, or sally, or Paskow. I'm not supposed to tell Wyatt, so if you read this, mums the word! So we have another pet. Jared read that they eat small fish, so he went and bought some the other night. He put them in the water bowl when Wyatt was sleeping. When he woke up, he told Jared that there were fish in the bowl, but he took them out, because that was not their water, it was Sal's water. So funny! One survived. Wyatt also tried to get out of the house with Sal, to take him for a walk. There is a new rule at our house, no touching or taking Sal out of his tank! I do not want a dead Sal somewhere in my house. That happened once when I brought frogs home for the kids that I caught. They escaped and died. We found them many months later when moving furniture!