On Sunday morning we were getting the kids ready to head out to the local fire company breakfast. Now, this is always a big deal to my kids. They love the monthly fire company breakfast, so they are always a little wild when we are getting ready to go. Eventually, my wife and I were forced to raise our voices which, of course, garnered one of those guilt inducing “why are you yelling at us” faces that makes the best of parents question both their strategy and sanity! Guilt or not, it worked and my son sat down on my wife’s lap for help with his shoes. Now, no one was angry, but the enthusiasm had definitely dried up just a bit. Then, my wife’s stomach let out a loud gurgle, and my son looked around confused and said “what that noise?”. My wife, using what adults know as a very common colloquialism, responded with “my stomach is growling, bud”. My son’s response diffused any tension almost immediately. He turned to my wife with a confused look and in a genuinely concerned voice asked “Is there a tiger in there?”. After we all finished laughing, we were good to go!