This morning I heard the boys fighting in their room. Zack came running into the living room and I could hear his little brother Josh crying down the hall.
Me: “What happened?”
Zack: “Josh hit me.”
I could still hear Joshua wailing down the hall.
Me: “If Josh hit you why is he the one crying?”
Zack: “Because I told him to stop!”
I wasn’t sure whether to believe this story or not until his little brother came out, still sniffling and upset, and tattled on Zack.
Josh: “Daddy… Zack won’t let me hit him anymore.”
Oh boy, it’s going to be a long day.