A Meltdown Over Jack

My wonderful friend Marsha gave Brennan a Jack-in-the-box for his birthday last year. Brennan absolutely loves Jack, but Mommy can only handle him in small increments. It's one of the few toys that we have to put on rotation around here (i.e. HIDE until Brennan happens notice where the hiding place is when you have the cabinet door open too long one day.)

Following is the meltdown procession that explains why.

Everything starts out fine. You can see Brennan's joy over his colorful friend.





Uh oh, Now the trouble starts. Get in there Jack!



The countdown to meltdown has started.



And we're off! Melt...



Melt and a glare...



Mommy closed the box, so we're re-entering normal mode...



The look...Why didn't you do that sooner?



All that drama just to pop the lid again.



The happy face is coming back again.



All is right in the world again.



Lather, Rinse, Repeat.

I think Jack will be going back into seclusion again soon, just as soon as I find the perfect spot.