This will never, ever happen again.

There are certain things in this universe that are a rarity: planetary alignment, Halley’s Comet, a total solar eclipse. Tonight, for the first time in my parenting existence marks a rare and astronomical event of my own: all three children invited to sleepovers on the same night.

As I sprinkled a shrimp flake into our Betta bowl, it occurred to me that Bob the Fish is the single only creature whose existence depends on me right at this moment in time.

I think I even heard him chewing.