"Stop being so dramatic son! We ate lunch an hour ago, so no you are not going to starve. Stop whining and go play with your friends - mommy needs some quiet time..."
I spy with my little eye a spotted, widdle, squee tummy in need of some kisses!
Listen to your mama Tiger cub! She knows best. If she thinks you're too young to be on the front page, well then... this'll be our little secret.
Has anyone else ever wondered why they call them tiger lilies? Perhaps they're the preferred flowers of these big, stripped kitties?