I can never get enough Shark Week! Was anybody else as fascinated as I was during the "Perfect Predator" hour last night when they were testing out sharks' sensitivity to the electricity all living things emit (their "6th sense") with a baby hammerhead?
Cesar came down to find me all agog, glass of wine in hand, with a Parents magazine dropped at my feet and asked if I was addicted to this programming. Um, no (meekly said)...though knowing it was on this week did soften the blow of having no more Harry Potter to read! He can't be too critical though, he joins me on the couch at the first shot of a surfer he catches. Even Leila's in on the action. After her bath last night she said "I want to watch the shark movie Momma." But as soon as she saw a bull shark in Cuban waters it was "no, I don't like that movie. Turn it off." She's already wise to how fuh-reaky bull sharks are with the whole ability to exist in fresh water thing.
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