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.