A couple weeks ago Darrel mentioned in his sermon that Ben was frightened of tigers coming into his room at night and biting him. I can attest to this because almost every other night Ben comes flying into our room around 2 a.m. crying and sobbing about tigers, in which we only have two options to remedy the situation, which are 1. succombing to his tearful demands to sleep with us (which does not work for many uncomfortable reasons) or, 2. getting in his bed with him until he falls asleep (which also does not work, twin beds are kind of crampy nowadays). Well, today Darrel brought home a gift from one of our ingenious church friends that could potentially end our little tiger problem. See for yourself what we got:

We used it tonight when we put Ben to bed, explaining to him that this spray is tried and true in keeping tigers out of his room. He had us spray every where, and seemed pretty satisfied that he would not have to ward off any pesky tigers tonight. I must add too that now my house smells like a spring meadow (or a 6th grade girls' locker room), and Ben is sleeping soundly. We'll just have to wait and see if "Tiger-No-More" keeps it's promise through the night.