My son is a comic...and a terror, depending upon which parent you ask.
Two nights ago, after bath time, Jake found his second wind. As he made a beeline to living room, he noticed dad sprawled out on the floor, eyes closed, trying to get a couple minutes of rest after a seriously trying day. Here's how the scene played out:
Jake makes a mad dash down the hall, stops abruptly and sees dad lying still. He lifts his hand to Brian's forehead.. WACK! "DA!" no response... and again WACK! "DA!" still no response. He climbs on Brian's chest, grabs his hair in both hands and jumps violently. (this did get Da's attention) "OW!" shots Da. To which Jake responds, "PHTTTTTT" spitting slobber in his face.
Seemingly satsified with the response of disgust, Jake crawls off to play with this toys.
I love my kid. Too bad for Da.
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