Good Bye Icabod!

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So when I got to school this morning, I made the sad discovery that our good friend Icabod the fish had died.  I knew from the moment I brought him to school that there was going to come a day when I had to have the "Icabod died while we were at home last night" talk...but I was hoping it would be longer than a year and a half.  However, despite his short time with us...he survived three classes of three year olds, getting spilled in the car on his first day to school, getting pulled out of his bowl and set on a table by a child that didn't even belong in my room, and did I mention a year and a half with three year olds!  He was a noble fish, a happy fish, a spanish speaking fish and we will miss him terribly.



And to add a bit of humor to the situation...one of my little girls asked me if I was going to die like Icabod while I was gone on vacation.  I said no.