The boys had gone downstairs to play, and not long after, I heard Bennett crying pretty hard.
He came to the foot of the stairs and yelled up, “LUKE HIT ME!”
I asked both of them to come upstairs, and by this time, Luke was kind of starting to whine, “He was just talking SO MUCH! And he wouldn’t stop!”
He hit him pretty hard on the arm, leaving a red mark.
What’s especially ironic about this is that yesterday, while we were in the van together for a while, I nearly decided to get out and walk to get away from the constant flow of comments and questions coming out of Luke’s mouth. Plus, hitting is Bennett’s way of solving problems, not Luke’s.
After a timeout and a discussion, they’re playing nicely again now…
Stay tuned! I’m trying to photo-document our day. But the camera battery is being charged right now. We’ll see how this turns out!
Filed under: bennett, brotherly love, luke
luke is my hitter. and screamer. did i mention he likes to scream?