Speaking of Work...

On Monday, i.e. my first day back at work, I cut up a dead fish.


The fish is indeed dead



I let the kids touch a fish that dies of unknown causes.



The fish is dead. Pointing to it makes this certain.



The knife goes in...



And slides down the middle...



Off with his head!



Inside.

And then we held a funeral.
I am NOT weird.
The kids think I am the coolest.
The staff in the other rooms have a slightly different opinion.