Jack and I had a very nice Mommy-Son Saturday this week. We had swimming class, and before that, we went to Burger King together for breakfast. In Jack's kids' meal was a little stuffed tiger. Major score! I named him Stripey, and Jack spent a lot of time excitedly pointing at Stripey and Roary and saying, "Tiger!" Stripey and Roary also roared at each other for a while, but it seemed to be in a friendly way. Even though Jack insisted on taking both tigers with us to Target, Roary seemed secure. After all, he is and always will be the #1 tiger in Jack's heart.
After swimming, Stripey stayed in the car, again showing Roary's superior status. Then on Sunday, when we got home from the mall, I handed Stripey to Jack, saying we should bring him inside.
Jack yelled, "NO MORE!" and threw Stripey across the car. He then pulled Roary over and gave him a big kiss. Triumphant, Jack yelled to Stripey, "BUH-BYE!"
Clearly, Jack is a one tiger man.