So tonight I cried at a 5 year olds funeral for his fish Fishy (or Nemo, he goes by both). After the sudden death, we all went over to the Burds house to console Tyler, the grieving owner. Poor kid just couldn't stop crying. It was so sad. So we all stood around while Tyler buried the fish, sobbing, and his grandmother said a prayer. Tyler's little brother Toby, who is just learning how to speak, paid his respects by saying "bye bye neno" over and over again. The dad made a little cross from a fallen branch laying next to us and stuck it in the ground over the burial plot. We were all laughing, but all of us girls cried too.