Bedtime Story

I've been hoping to get the Little Guy into story books. I guess I've just grown tired of reading about insects, reptiles, and the fish of Southeast Asia. Not that there's anything wrong with this whole bug/fish thing, but it would be nice to get back into the more traditional themed bedtime story. You know, one that doesn't involve scientific names and geographical descriptions that I can't pronounce. Today we spent the afternoon at the school media centre. As expected the Little Guy headed straight to the non-fiction books. After twenty minutes, he returned with an armful of (more) bug books. So much for change I thought. We finally compromised. Since the maximum number of checked out books is six, we chose three apiece. This evening's reading was called 'Salmon.' On the plus side, I now know that a newly hatched salmon is called a fry and a young salmon is a parr.