The Sweetest Hulk Hogan There Is

Tonight while watching a little bit of Toy Story before bedtime, Scotty ran over to his stuffed tiger, that was sitting next to me on the sofa;

"I have it?" he asked in his sweetest voice.

"Sure." I replied.

Grabbing it by the ear, he runs to the middle of the floor, where he throws it on the floor, then jumps knees first into his chest.

"Oh!" he yells with concern, and jumps up. He then turns to me, "Hug?"

"Yeah"

"Oh. OK." and gives him a hug and a kiss on the head. Again, he turns to me, "Sorry?"

"Sure."

"Oh. OK. Sorry." he says, and then proceeded to throw the tiger on the ground again and once again jump knees first into his chest.

This is after they were friends again...

It's no wonder Jane is so tough, and forgiving at the same time. What a cute little boy I have.

(PS: yes, that is a GIANT pile of laundry that I have to fold. depressing, I know.)