“Look Kela, look a the fish, Kela wipes a tear off her face and stares at the big glass mesmerized by the orange blow fish. Look mama!” Look mama, the big fishy is coming towards me! She runs to meet the fish behind the glass, she pauses she giggles she jumps to meet the fish at the window she puckers her lips just like the bright orange fish. “I see u “she points to the fish. As she jumps her ponytails jump with her, “mama take a picture mama”, she stands in front of the glass and poses. As she turns she see the fish swimming away and she says” bye fishy see you next time”. She waves at the big window and turns to grab her moms hand, and just like that her mom was able to distract her from a meltdown.