Stealth Pooples!

 

Yesterday, Tiger and I were a bit late leaving on our post-work Daddy hunt.

The reason?

Well, there is a new phenomenon occurring in the candy pink house. A phenomenon concerning, principally, Tiger, her nappy and ...

STEALTH POOPLES!

See, up until a few days ago, I have always been reasonably confident about the existence or lack thereof of a poople. For one thing, Tiger goes very tomato-face directly prior to a poople. And she makes her little zombie noises.

And, of course, there is the matter of the stinkyness ...

But in the past days, all these poople markers seem to have mysteriously disappeared. No tomato-face. No zombie noises and, most mysteriously of all, NO STINKY MALINKY! 

So, when Mummy goes to "do a quick nappy check before heading out", she is often astonished to find ... A STEALTH POOPLE HIDING IN THERE!

And Tiger looks at Mummy with an expression of, "What? What are you looking at? What's ... oh! A poople! How did that get there? It's not MY poople, if that's what you think. Someone ELSE must have put it there ..."

And Mummy asks, "Did the elves put it there, Tiger?"

And Tiger smiles her big, crazy smile. She thinks she's pulled one over Mummy again. But Mummy knows: Stealth pooples are Tiger's new favourite game. She thinks they're GREAT fun!

And Mummy? Mummy thinks life with her Tiger is a constantly-evolving challenge. And, even despite sneaky secret nappy occurrences (or maybe because of them), so very, very lovely.

~ Love, Miss Cackle