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My favorite thing as of late, is this.

Among the many plastic bath toys is a tiny little whale (please excuse the picture of the porpoise, I shall explain.) The little Orca was the tiniest of the toys in the bathtub.  At the end of each bath one must yell "SAVE THE WHALES" as to catch the little fellow before spiraling down the drain.  Sometimes it was me, sometimes it was Hazel.  Sometimes Mia, Hazel and I would all frantically say it simultaneously.  It made me laugh, every time.  I am afraid, that the last time the wee ones were bathed, we did not "save the whales", and now he is gone.  Forever.  See where forgetting all about animal conservation gets us? No toys in the bathtub and something awkward stuck in the drain forever more.
Good bye little tiny Shamu.  No more will will you frolic among the bubbles, dive out of huge plastic cups from precarious heights or swim with your friends the lion, horse, pig and mermaid.  We wish you well in your next grand adventure.
This was not a political statement.
Amen.