Today Jax was watching the good old Disney classic, Lady and the Tramp. The problem was that it was a Netflix rental, so it had a few glitches from little grubby fingers who have touched the DVD over the years, so it kept getting stuck and skipping. After it had done that a few times, I said to Jax, "Buddy, I don't think we're going to be able to watch it. I think it's broken." To which he replied to me, "It's okay, Mom. Oh, Toodles!" He really thought that if he called for Toodles that the real Toodles would come and fix our DVD player. The sweet naivety of believing in magic.
I wonder what the Mystery Mousecatool would have been. A baby elephant? That always seems to fix everything :)