So I take it no one wanted to talk about methods and programs for note taking and documentation. Fair enough.
So, Bubbles died. Bubbles was the Boy's second betta fish. The first one lived for about two years. Bubbles only made it for a few months. We discovered him floating sideways a couple of nights ago, and the following exchange ensued:
Husband: So, what should we do with him?
Boy: Flush him down the toilet (said with stoic resignation).
Girl: (Immediately starts to cry). NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Husband: But he's already dead. He won't feel anything.
Girl: (Crying harder). But that's such a dumb thing to do to his SPIRIT!
Me: Are you afraid his spirit will be stuck down in the sewer?
Husband: I'm getting ready to take out the trash. Would you rather I just take him out with the trash?
Girl: Yeeessssssssss (Still crying, but trying to regain control).
Husband: Then his spirit will get to live at the dump that we went to that one day (said with comforting reassurance).
Girl: Okaaayyy (sniffle).