Don’t Mess With My 5 Year Old…

The other day I was cleaning up the kitchen while the boys ran back and forth through the apartment playing some sort of war game. I noticed a large bruise on Isaiah’s arm and asked how he got it.

Isaiah: “Aaron bit me yesterday when we were climbing down the mountain.” (They went hiking with daddy on King’s Mountain)

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I’m the king of the mountain! -Aaron

 

Me: “That’s a huge bruise! Aaron! Why did you bite him?”

Aaron: “Isaiah! I told you not to say anything to daddy!”

Isaiah: “Well…what did you expect me to do Aaron?!?!?! It hurt.”

Me:….

Aaron: “You should have just shut your mouth and cried through your eyes!”

Me: “Hahahahahahahahahah….oh, wait a second, that’s not funny. Aaron! Don’t talk to him like that. That’s an awful thing to say.”

I don’t know where this boy comes up with this stuff. I guess he’ll be just fine when he gets to kindergarten next month. No one will boss him around!

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Isaiah & Aaron hiking Kings Mountain

 

 

 

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Watch out! Danger up ahead!

 

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Daddy with the boys 🙂

 

 

 

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