Iris invented a new game. (Note that “Chubs” is one of my many nicknames for Iris, although she hasn’t actually been chubby for over eighteen months.) The game started with Iris flinging herself onto my bed and saying, “Chubs overboard! Rescue me with that life preserver! Rescue me way up high!” The life preserver was a pillow, and I had to hoist her onto the pillow so she could fall off and the game could start over. This is the most exercise I’ve gotten in years.

Then she added a twist to the game.

> **Iris:** Chubs overboard! I got some fish in my mouth! Take me to the doctor!

> **Me:** Hmm. I see some anchovies and pilchards in there.

> **Iris:** Take them out.

> **Me:** Okay, they’re successfully extracted.

> **Iris:** Now I need some medicine.

> **Me:** What’s the antidote for pilchard?

> **Iris:** Sweet pea medicine and cough syrup.