Violet likes to pretend that she's a fish at bathtime, which isn't really too crazy because she does try to swim around.
"Daddy, do you want to pet the fish?" she said from the tub.
"OK," I said, and I pet her head while she sat in the water.
"No, not yet." She apparently wasn't ready. She rolled over to her belly and stretched out in the tub. "Now. I'm ready." I guess she's not a fish until she's laying on her stomach pretending to swim. "I'm an American Happy Birthday Fish. Come pet me!"
How do you turn down an invitation like that? "OK," I said and pet her head, wondering where she gets this stuff.
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