Unless one of those kids just happens to be ...
A TIGERISH SORT OF KID!!!
Because, now, along with Tiger's love of all things dino, we have a new obsession ... SPACE (Where you can NOT RIDE HORSES - I still can't hear the word "space" without thinking of Dear Hugh in Notting Hill).
It started when Tiger fell out of her Boosti. Scrambling madly for Another Thing To Pop Tiger In While Mummy Does Stuff, Daddy Bear found ... A Rocket Ship!
Of course! Why didn't we think of it earlier? A rocket ship is the PERFECT solution to where to pop your eight month old while you do the washing up!
Obviously, Tiger's rocket ship is not a REAL rocket ship, but when Tiger is in it, she IS a real astronaut (or is it cosmonaut these days?). She is the picture of concentration and studiousness as she practises "flying" her craft with her buttons and controls. And I have taken to reading her astronomy pages from Wikipedia in place of stories, to broaden her Space Knowledge (did you know that there is an extinct volcano on Mars which is the second highest peak in the solar system? The highest peak is actually on a protoplanet called Vesta. Firstly, THERE ARE VOLCANOES ON MARS? Secondly, THERE IS SUCH A THING AS A PROTOPLANET???).
I'm loving learning with her. I have to admit I'm a noob when it comes to spacey stuff. Tiger knows approximately as much as I do. Except I refuse to tell her about the controversy surrounding Pluto's planet status. PLUTO IS A PLANET, GOSHDARNIT!
This weekend, I'm hoping to take her to the planetarium at the museum, to continue her "Spaceducation".
In the meantime, we'll keep flying our rocket ship together, off to worlds unknown. And it will be lovely.
We might be there a long, long time ...
~ Love, Miss Cackle x
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