Ethan has a knack for hitting people. Or should I say, hitting me. Especially my chest. If I'm wearing a v-neck top, he really goes after it as if to say, "You're not feeding me anymore, you bad boobies."
So the other day I was upstairs with the kids and Ethan smacks down hard on me and Sydney reveals some more 4 year old logic:
E: *SMACK*
Me: "NO HITTING!"
Sydney: Do you know that babies have to hit their mommy's and daddy's? But not their big sisters.
Me: Oh really? What do they do to their Big Sisters then?
Sydney: Oh, well, they pull our hair. Yep. That's their job.
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