The boy who went down.

The look he gave me after I said "Yes, you do have to eat your chicken."

 While I wasn't looking he left the table and returned wearing his penguin towel. As if wearing a penquin towel is going to keep him from having to eat his dinner? I said "You can dress like any animal you want but you still have to eat your chicken." And the good Mother I am? I took pictures and tried not to laugh as he went down.

 And laid there.