Installment 10 - Fishy Fishy

Max has been fascinated lately with anything that remotely looks like a hook (such as clothes hangers) and catching fish. So Dad got a magnet, some paper clips, fishing line, a yard stick, and construction paper. And presto, Max's very own fishing pond, complete with a blue boat (aka toy bucket). When Max kept insisting that "Daddy do it" (the fishing), an old rhyme from Mom's childhood came to mind:

Fishy fishy in a brook.

Daddy catch him on a hook.

Mommy fry him in a pan.

Baby eat him like a man.