Jamie had asked if he could dress himself and Stryker hadn't had the heart to tell him no.

"Oh," Stryker asked with a grin, opening the back seat. "What are you gonna sing?"

"Incy wincy spy-dur," Jamie lisped as he brought his panda's ear up to his mouth. Stryker gently pried it away as he helped the boy into his seat.

"No way," he mock gasped. "That was exactly what I was going to recommend that you sing!"

"Wasn't," Jamie said with a loud giggle. "Was you?"

"I totally was," Stryker teased, fastening the straps. "Will you sing for me so I can be the first to hear your beautiful...