Safely away from his evil eye though, tiger is firmly back on the favourites list.
The 'emberism' in question has nothing to do with the tiger though, and occurred while I was pushing her up a hill in the buggy. She suddenly put her foot down on the ground to make me stop, in order to have a very serious conversation:
Em: Mama stop. Stop Mama!
Si: Come on Ember.
Me: Pick your foot up sweetie, so I can push the buggy.
Em: No, I need to talk to Mama. Stop pushing Mama!
Me: (stopping) What's up?
Em: (holding up her toy dog) Dog's head attached to his neck?
Me: Yes, it is.
With that she sat back down and we went on our way!