"Listen to me, you big Tiger!"

Christian's school conducts checks every morning as the students stream in, for signs of hand-foot-mouth disease.

There's a teacher who is not Christian's form teacher, but whom we all like a lot - Ms V.

She often does the morning checks and Christian and her have a standard 'pow-wow' session..it goes something like this -

Ms V: Good MORNing TigeR!
Ch (scrunches up his face, tries to look face and retracts his fingers into 'claws'): ROOAAr!
Ms V: What did you have for breakfast today, TIger?
Ch: ERm... XXXX XXX...
Ms V: Can I see if there's any breakfast left in your mouth??

Ch opens his mouth and roars, thus allowing her to check his mouth for little red spots (though he told us this morning "Teacher has a torch and checks the mouth to see if there's any sweet inside right?" Haha.)

Ms V pretends to be a Tiger too and asks him to throw the plastic gloves into the step-bin. Our son walks over to the bin with intent and does a scratching motion with his claws, looking fierce at nobody in particular. =7

She was at the school entrance this morning and recounted a funny encounter with our son. Apparently she was in his class yesterday and was speaking to some children. Christian wanted her attention but she was busy. He waited till he couldn't wait anymore, used his fingers to cup her mouth, turned her head towards him and said "You listen to me, big Tiger...!"

P and I were slightly mortified to learn that our son was so rude, but Ms V was tickled. I asked her what he said after he got her attention.

Ch: "Read this book to me please."
Ms V: "Why?"
Ch: "I like your..." (makes a up-down scratching motion at his throat)
Ms V imitates his up-down motion and asks "What's this?"
Ch: "I like your reading.."
Ms V melts and goes "Awww...of course!"