Thursday, April 02, 2015

A mistake

theBoy and I were hanging out on the big bed when I told him the story of the time he pulled up my shirt and jabbed me in the belly button when he was three.

He laughed hysterically at the idea of it.

I was foolishly lying on my back when I told him, where I am at my least agile, and so he attacked me and did it again. 

And yes, it hurt. 

That was a mistake. 

Always have two escape routes and a defensive stance when talking to him about his mischievous before ago lest he repeats it right there and then.

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