For years, bath time was Finding Nemo time.
Dory would say some silly things and forget where she was going. Marlin would worry. And Crush would take them both on a totally bodacious ride. Nemo always just got to have fun, jumping through rings or helping to say the sounds of the foam letters clinging to the bathtub wall.
Finding Nemo hit theaters when my son – our first child – was 2 ½ years old. It was the first movie we took him to see, and it terrified me.
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