Sea Horse Stress

Charlie woke up last night stressing about a sea horse. Yup, a sea horse. He woke up around midnight calling me.
CHARLIE: "Sea horse fall down? Sea horse have boo-boo?"
ME: "Huh?"
CHARLIE: (plaintively) "Sea horse running -- fall down, get boo-boo?"
It's about here that the light dawns and I realize that Charlie had been watching Shark Tales at dinner and that there is a scene in it with a sea horse race where the sea horse in the lead collapses just short of the finish line.
ME: "Umm... no... the sea horse is fine. He just had to take a rest, that's all. He didn't get a boo-boo."
Mental note to self: Pay attention to what Charlie watches on tv now that he actually remembers it.