Gotta Love Kids

I love my kids... they provide me with so much humor! Last night after dinner, Lauren was trying to get something she wasn't supposed to have. Matt smacked her hand slightly and told her no (after not listening to just no). She gets rather upset and comes running into the kitchen where I'm doing dishes. Matt tells me not to comfort her because she had gotten into trouble -- which I knew, and wasn't going to comfort her. She walks around the cabinets and starts yelling at me with her right arm held out. Then she points to it, like she's telling me that Daddy smacked her hand! She didn't want comfort... she wanted to tell on Daddy! :D