I'm all for imaginative play, but we're going on day five of Luke pretending to be a Tiger and it's getting a little too jungle-like for me around here.
Here's what "Tiger Luke" entails:
-Requesting MEAT for every meal
-Introducing himself as Shir Khan (the Tiger from Jungle Book) to his new Sunbeam class on Sunday
-Making the most grating growling noise ever (think coughing up a hairball mixed with a war cry)
-Making this growling noise as he bites into his 10th meat sandwich of the day
-Roaring so loud in the car that Ethan dissolves into tears
-Biting clothing, people, his carseat upholstery, blankets, etc. (Yes, he knows boys aren't allowed to bite, but Tigers live by their own rules)
-Randomly crawling up to my father-in-law on Sunday and licking his arm
-Refusing to do anything unless he is addressed as Tiger instead of Luke, including getting dressed because, "Tigers don't wear clothes, they just have stripes!"
-Strewing my clean laundry all over the living room in the name of "hunting"
-Chasing his brother, or jumping from one couch to another with his hands contorted like paws, also in the name of hunting
-Introducing himself as Shir Khan (the Tiger from Jungle Book) to his new Sunbeam class on Sunday
-Making the most grating growling noise ever (think coughing up a hairball mixed with a war cry)
-Making this growling noise as he bites into his 10th meat sandwich of the day
-Roaring so loud in the car that Ethan dissolves into tears
-Biting clothing, people, his carseat upholstery, blankets, etc. (Yes, he knows boys aren't allowed to bite, but Tigers live by their own rules)
-Randomly crawling up to my father-in-law on Sunday and licking his arm
-Refusing to do anything unless he is addressed as Tiger instead of Luke, including getting dressed because, "Tigers don't wear clothes, they just have stripes!"
-Strewing my clean laundry all over the living room in the name of "hunting"
-Chasing his brother, or jumping from one couch to another with his hands contorted like paws, also in the name of hunting
I think I'm ready for the return of "Flicker the Horse." That was his animal of choice two weeks ago. Sure, it got annoying having him wear his shoes on his hands instead of his feet ("I need horseshoes, Mom!"), but at least Flicker ate a lot of carrots . . .
8 comments:
I love this.
Good luck taming the tiger!
Remember when Dave ate out of a dog bowl? :)
Audra, I love all the cute and funny things you write about your boys (mostly because I get where you're coming from -- we just had our 5th [and final] boy). Congratulations on #3. Anyways, I just wanted to let you know that I can sympathise. We don't have tigers, though. Usually the animal of choice at our house is a t-rex ("Sharp Tooth" from Land Before Time), complete with oud roaring, hands shaped like claws, and walking around on tip toes. At least little boys aren't boring, huh? :)
Just think, maybe Luke (tiger) is just practicing to protect his future baby brother. Well, that or hunt him.
what is with your family and taking the animal pretending to such extremes? :). good luck!
why are your blog posts so funny! i swear if you wrote a book i would buy it.
okay seriously, we have to get miles and luke together! Miles is a lion though, but he really likes to play with tigers. The tiger (usually me) is always named Shir Kahn as well. there is plenty of licking and roaring and crawling on hands and knees around here. In fact tonight at mutual he crawled under all the chairs aka "jungle tunnel". Has he drawn tiger stripes on his face yet? that is always fun. Miles has only done it 3 times though. We got 4 books on lions last week at the library and he will make EVERYONE read them to him. Have you checked out Library Lion...it is pretty cute. one last thing, where did you get the tiger mask. Miles would KILL for one of those....literally rip you to shreds with his claws!
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