friday night fist to the face

Picked up the boys a few minutes early today, looking forward to spending time with them over the weekend.  Like always, we strolled on the sidewalk over to the nearby pond to look for fishies.  We promised to bring bread treats for them on Monday.  I prompted the boys to climb up into their carseats and they did without incident. Rare.  As I was buckling Dexter into his seat...

I leaned in, smiling at him, as I pulled his seat belt tight and asked "so what did you have for lunch today?"

Dexter: --punches me in the mouth with a huge smile on his face--
Me:  WHAT WAS THAT FOR!!! WHY WOULD YOU PUNCH ME IN THE FACE!!!???
Dexter:  Hehe.

Gasping in shock, I finished strapping him in and told him he was going to time out when we got home.

During the 5 minute car ride:

Dexter:  Can we look for skoo buses?  Can we look for skoo buses?  Mommy! MOMMY! CAN WE LOOK FOR SKOO BUSES???
Me: I'm not talking to you right now Dexter.
Theo: You're in big, super big, trouble Mister.  How does that feel, huh?  Do my words tickle your ears? Huh?
Dexter:  BURSTS INTO TEARS.
Me: -- hides face and stifles laughter.

Back at the ranch:

Heart. Broken.

Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me? Apparently not.

Happy weekend, y'all!

~C~