The kids are thrilled with them.
This morning, the water was cloudy and I decided to change it. After doing this, I decided to look up care of goldfish and found out that we are actually horrible people. We should have at least a 10 gallon tank with aerator, proper chemicals, no improper chemicals (bad tap water!), and a balance of good bacteria. According to Amazon, the basic get-up is $87. Apparently goldfish bowls are actually illegal in some countries. So we are illicit and horrible. The goldfish guy at Wal-mart (who was stocking personal care items when I dragged him away to get fish--something tells me he might not be a fish expert.) told me we could do four fish in a bowl, so we got four. We now have four little goldfish, all doomed to be miserable, stunted, bored, and die early deaths.
Since they will soon be miserable and dead, I decided to take some quick pictures. The current names are Mr. Wiggly, Miss Silver, Clementine, and Butterfly, subject to change at a moment's notice.
Mr. Wiggly (I think) and Miss Silver's back.
Butterfly is the littlest one.