The dignhy or zodiac is what allows us to go from to boat to shore.
Mommy told me Daddy was going to splash the boat and bring it at anchor. She says the boat is ready. Then he will pick us up in the thing they call dinghy. They say it’s like a car. Doesn’t look like one to me. No way! I will definitely go with Daddy now:
We all sit for dinner. We eat cereals. That’s because Daddy isn’t there. Otherwise we would eat tofu or vegies. It’s good cereals, we only eat that with Mommy. The phone ring. IT’S DADDY! Mommy hangs off. Shee seems happy: