5 Wily Ways My Son Used the Law of Attraction to Score a Betta Fish

My son used the Law of Attraction to score a Betta fish.I’m convinced that no one knows how to work the Law of Attraction better than a kid. Namely, my kid. For those of you unfamiliar with this “out there” concept, the Law of Attraction is the idea that positive thoughts about goals will bring them to fruition. Think The Secret, that famous book and movie from a few years back. Anyway, this is the story of how the effective use of the Law of Attraction landed us a family Betta fish.

First of all–the Betta Fish Photos

Last year, summer break started with a picture of a Betta fish left on my pillow. Before I could blink the sleep out of my eyes, I could feel my six-year-old’s warm breath on the back of my head. I picked up the picture.

“This is a nice fish,” I mumbled. I rolled over and crashed into my son’s nose. His face was so close to mine that he appeared to have only one eye.

“Du—u-u-u-de,” I moaned. “Why? It’s the first day of summer, and the sun isn’t fully awake yet. Why are you up?”

“I want a pet fish,” he grinned and batted his eyes.

“We’re going on vacation,” I said. “Who’s going to feed the Betta fish while we’re gone?”

“I want a pet fish when we get back,” he said. He batted his eyes so hard I wondered if he could get a Charley horse in his eyelids.

Talking the Talk

The fish splashed to the surface of most conversations we had through June and July. He talked about the pet fish he swore he was getting to anyone who would listen.

“I’m going to feed him and talk to him and watch him swim every day,” he would say. “He’s going to love me so much that he’ll swim up to the side of his tank whenever I come over.”

The Betta fish grew more and more real each day of our summer break. I expected to wake up one morning and find him swimming in the sink or the toilet or something.

Imagine the Reality

I caved one day in early August. My daughter was at a friend’s house, and my little buddy and I had the whole afternoon together. I didn’t have any plans to buy him a pet that day, but he talked about getting a Betta fish during our time together. I took him for ice cream. He described his fish. He told stories about him. As far as my son was concerned, this fish was swimming home to us at that moment.

What’s a Mama to do? I mean, it’s like the Law of Attraction was knocking on my door with a Betta fish in a bag for my persistent child.

Prayer and Beautiful EyesMy son wanted a fish. Here are five ways he used the Law of Attraction against me to get it!

He sealed the deal when he batted his eyes again and said, “I’ve been praying for a fish every night right before I go to sleep, and right when I wake up in the morning.”

He had to go and bring God into it. I was sunk. We were getting a Betta fish.

I took him to the store under the pretense of picking up some shampoo. Since the hair products were near the pet aisle, he eased over to the fish while I collected my soap.

“Please, Mama?” he implored. When he wasn’t looking, I’d slipped a small Betta tank in my cart.

I grinned at him and revealed the tank.

“Really, Mama?” he cried. “I can get a fish?”

Learning The Power

I swear the kid glowed. He started jumping up and down and literally shook as he ran to the Bettas. Other shoppers looked over and grinned at me.

Consequently, I imagined I had the word “Sucker” glowing in neon over the top of my head.

My son picked a bright blue fish in a plastic container and handed him to me.

“He looks just like the fish I imagined I’d have!” he squealed.

The kid got quiet, and his eyes watered. “I can’t believe he’s going to be mine. My dream really came true.”

We took our tank, the food, the fish and the water purifying drops up to the counter to pay. As a result, my son had learned about the power of faith. We’d both had a lesson about the Law of Attraction.

As I followed my floating child out of the pet store, I realized that for a mere $18, I’d taught my son that prayers were worth praying. Click To Tweet

When I got him situated with his fish for the ride home, he sighed.

“This is the best day of my life,” he told me. “Thank you, Mama!”

“You’re more than welcome, Son,” I told him. He was quiet for a moment. I could almost feel his wheels turning. Any Boy-Mama can tell you that this type of pause has a pretty solid element of danger attached to it. I peered at him in the rear view mirror, while he wagged his eyebrows at me and grinned.

Uh Oh.

“Mama,” he said. “Can I get a snake next?”


I'm a forty-something wife, mom, stepmom, and obsessive pet owner who loves to write about this crazy life with animals. After all, living with two fish, a snake, and a beagle with a history of multiple guinea pigs, rats, gerbils, cats, dogs, horses, and a killer evil rabbit has given me a wealth of stories to share.

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