A Bad Case of the Stripes

This is what Jackson looked like Friday.

I thought he was playing nicely in the living room while I was making dinner for some friends who had a sweet little baby (Henry!).  

I thought wrong. 

And since I had to run some errands and deliver the meal, he did not get a bath until bath time.  The poor boy was subject to many a comments from his family throughout the afternoon. "Indian" was the name I heard the most.  

At one point, I heard Isabelle say, "He's not an Indian, he's a Lion".  mmhhmm.  Sounds like she played a part.

I would love to share a photo with you, but alas, I have lost Elizabeth's camera.

Grr.