We were reading McElligot's Pool to Baby Boy before bed. When we got to the "Fish that Crows Like a Rooster" (keep in mind this fish has a very pronounced belly), BB pointed to the illustration, placed his hand on Darling Husband's tummy and said "Dada Fish."
DH blanched.
"I guess I'll skip dinner tonight," he said.
You can't have any flaws around a toddler.
