Saturday, May 7, 2011

My Son Hits Me

First, he stomps on my head.

Then I whack him in the behind.

He's faster than me so I have to chase him to get the next whack.

He threatens me too.

He thinks it's really funny to hit me.

Regretful. He gave himself a time out. I guess he felt guilty causing so much pain.

We're friends again.

See? No more bats.

Let's just enjoy the sun.

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