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ME: We need to talk.
MYSELF: Oh?
ME: Yeah, here's the thing: you know how you put "March of the Penguins" on last night because you wanted to finish the ironing but not feel compelled to stay up any later than that ( Read more... )
MYSELF: Oh?
ME: Yeah, here's the thing: you know how you put "March of the Penguins" on last night because you wanted to finish the ironing but not feel compelled to stay up any later than that ( Read more... )
There was a mom and her small (3-year-old) son who went to an aquarium (I think it was the Newport Aquarium in KY), and the boy disappeared. Security was called, the place was locked down, and everyone was looking for the child.
Well, he reappeared, very subdued and clutching his backpack in front of him.
Mom was much relieved, of course. Everyone went home happy, except the boy was, as I say, reportedly very subdued and possessive of his pack.
And when he got home, he insisted on taking a bath--by himself--and insisted on taking his pack with him.
Now me? I would be very worried by this behavior. Where had my son been, and who had done what to him?
Well, mom let him take his bath, but after a while, she felt the need to check on him.
Turns out there was a baby penguin in the tub.
How, I ask you, how on earth does a three-year-old penguin-nap a baby penguin right out of the exhibit? And what does that say for security in the place?
"Hello, Newport Aquarium? Um . . . I'd like to thank you for your diligence today in helping me find my toddler. Oh, and by the way, are you missing any of your penguins? Because my son brought one home, and I don't think they're available in the gift shop."
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I am going to go steal a penguin, now. Newport Aquarium, you say?
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