We were in the car the other day (I was on the phone with Brandon) when we drove past a McDonald's. I saw this huge sign that said Fish Bites and I said, "Yuck, they have Fish Bites at McDonald's" to Brandon. This was two weeks ago, I didn't even think Finley was paying attention, but I should know better by now. Tonight at bedtime, she randomly says, "why do they have mean fish at McDonald's", I said, "what to you mean?" then she says, "you said they have fish that bite, I don't want to go there". She has probably been thinking about this for the past two weeks, worrying about all of the mean fish at McDonald's biting everyone. Sweet Fin!