His name is Frank(s).

We have this dream for our children – one that was birthed out of a trip to the state fair last year. After winning a carnival game of what can only be described as Kid Beer Pong, we walked away with our first pet goldfish. Not just one, actually. When the nice, bearded game lady took one look at our crew and their excitement over winning a single fish, she leaned over and whispered conspiratorially, “Tell ya what. Imma give you boys 4 fish, seein’ as there’s 3 of ya. Whaddya think, parents? Sound good?” After a moment’s hesitation, we agreed and left with 4 new pets (for our 3 boys). Their names, in order, were Happy, Buddy, Goldy, and Frank.…