The children are doing puzzles in the kitchen floor. Pete stands up and starts to dance.
Pete: “Oh yeeaah, break it down!”
Poppy: “Don’t say that, Pete. We are not breaking it down.”
Pete: “Well, I’m breaking it down.”
Poppy: “Well, I’m not breaking it down. Girls don’t break it down.”
Pete: “Baby jaguars break it down.”
Is the implication that Pete is a baby jaguar? Awesome.
There are days when he won’t answer to anything but Baby Jaguar.
I’ve never seen a baby jaguar break it down, but I’d very much like to see a baby jaguar break it down.