I chose to stay with the kindergarteners today during their lunch. We got on the subject of pets, and one of the little boys told me that his sister’s fish has just died. I told him that I had actually just gotten a fish, but I hadn’t named it yet. I asked them what I should name my fish, and (maybe I missed an inside joke) they all simultaneously said, “Otto!!!!!”
Seven little kindergarteners have named my fish Otto. Good thing it’s a boy fish!