The pet fish that I've previously mentioned had a weird pattern of behavior. First, one extremely fat fish (Sherry) died about 6 days ago, then I got two new fish, one of those died the very next day, so I got a new one totaling in three guppies altogether with two dead. Last night my sister and I found two baby guppies (also known as fry). When were these born? Where are the rest? Who is the mother? 
So now, not only am I a mother, I'm also a guppy fry caretaker - and these little shits need a lot more than you'd think. Sensing the general enthusiasm, Charles-Winston's even more animated than usual about the fish. I'm actually very surprised at what a large role these aquatic creatures play in my life - I sort of thought that they'd just be in the background and nobody would really notice or care about them, but some people seem to be very big fans.
I went to shopping and was surprised to find my (almost) seven month old wears size 9-12!
July was a big month for our baby boy, he began to sit unsupported, feed himself (bottle as well as finger foods), sleep through the night, communicate in baby sign language, say words (baba, mama, dada, papa, etc.), clap, he became mobile, last and definitely least, he learned how to straighten his body so he doesn't have to sit in the car seat.