This morning I was playing "Mommy the Mad Cow" where I chase the kids around and MOO angrily. Big Kid ran up to me looking genuinely pissed and punched me in the leg.
Ashley: WHAT?! Why the heck did you just punch me, Big Kid?
Big Kid: (loud and angry) BECAUSE YOU ARE A NASTY COW.
I know I shouldn't have but I had to laugh. Really hard.
Also, let me mention that Big Kid is learning how to be a real boy in this damn Jewish school of his. He is suddenly wanting to "smash" everyone and karate kick and stuff. Well, I taught him the karate kicking, but the rest of the "playful" (but painful) kicking, hitting, punching, slapping, aggressive play is all their fault.
I knew I should have kept him sheltered.
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Oy vey. And you're going to blame the Jews for testosterone? Yeah, the boy stuff isn't great, but it's easier than girl stuff, which is verbal and very mean (you're fat, ugly, not going to be my friend anymore, etc.
I have to know: Why a cow?
Yowser. Damn kids.
Oh my, I can picture the scene so well. Is Mommy the Mad Cow one of those games that the kids don't really enjoy, but Mommy just likes to traumatize them and pretend like it's a game? It sounds like Big Kidy wasn't enjoying being chased around by a nasty cow....hee hee hee.
at least they didnt bring you a calendar to ask which day you're dying!
I'm so going to use that line in the near future. :)
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