So it was a typical weekend morning for my boys and we were all wrestling around in my king-sized bed.
As usual the youngest got a little upset I was tickling him too much and joking around too much. Basically not listening to him as perfectly as he would like. So he stomps out of the room and goes into the other room where my middle son, Evan, was reading. And I hear this…
Evan: “Ow! You hit me!”
Footsteps of Conor stomping out of the room.
Me (yelling into the hallway): “Conor, don’t hit Evan….. pause to let that sink in…. Tickle him, he needs the exercise.”
Footsteps of Conor walking BACK into the room.
Evan: “No! No! Hit me! Hit me!”
Boy’s got his priorities.. he’d rather take the punishment than TAKE the punishment!