Don't Mention the Platypus

Josh was in a cantankerous mood after a long day of play, so I thought I'd try to cheer him up with new pajamas. "New pajamas?!? What kind?"

Fully expecting a wild cheer of approval, I said, "They're Perry the Platypus (from Phineas & Ferb) pajama pants."

"Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Good heavens! "What's wrong?"

"I don't like platypuses and I don't like pants and I don't like secret agent platypuses and I don't like the name 'Perry' and I don't like the letter 'p'!"

Frankly, that seemed like an unlikely number of coincidences (disliking so many things that start with 'p'), but I ignored that and moved on. Figuring he was probably just hungry, I loaded him up on peanut butter and jelly. As you can see, he not only made peace with the despicable pajamas, but he was grinning ear-to-ear as well.