Yesterday, Darrin came in wearing a new shirt. As he often does with new t-shirts, he came up to me and announced what was written on it.
“My shirt says ‘King of the Castle’!” He beamed.
“Hmmmm – what castle are you the king of?” I asked.
I wasn’t sure where he was going to go with this, but without missing a beat, he answered.
“At my house, we have a fishbowl, in the bowl, there is a castle… my fish swims in and out of it and I’m the king!” He exclaimed.
“Yes, you are indeed,” I replied.
And there you have it. Darrin is the King of the Fishbowl Castle. Makes perfect sense.