Filet o’ Fish
Tobin and I were looking at a picture of a shark in a magazine.
T:Â What’s that shark’s name?
A: I don’t know. What do you think its name should be?
T:Â Maybe…Beryl.
A:Â Beryl?
T: Yeah, Beryl. Or Sandwich.
Tobin and I were looking at a picture of a shark in a magazine.
T:Â What’s that shark’s name?
A: I don’t know. What do you think its name should be?
T:Â Maybe…Beryl.
A:Â Beryl?
T: Yeah, Beryl. Or Sandwich.
Tobin recently suffered from a diaper rash, which is a lot better now. I commented on it during a diaper change. Later that night, at the dinner table…
T:Â (sounding genuinely puzzled) What am I?
A:Â Uh…Tobin?
T:Â No.
A:Â My little sweetheart?
T:Â Am I…the Butt King?
And it’s true, that’s just what I had declared him.
T:Â My favorite animal.
A:Â What’s your favorite animal?
T:Â Um…a sheep.
A:Â Oh, those are cute.
T: I also like robots. They’re even bigger. (pause) My favorite animal is ME!
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