Oh, the drama. Today at dinner we gave Lulo chicken nuggets and asparagus. Apparently, he just noticed that these nuggets were shaped like dolphins because all hell broke loose when I cut them into pieces. He wanted me to "fix" it. Magic powers, where are you? If I could have fixed the dolphin to stop the screaming, I would have.
For the next ten minutes, he cried about the loss of his beloved dolphins. Meanwhile, amidst the sobs, tears, and hysterics he completely devoured the dolphins.
I'm not the only dolphin killer.