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Stalked by the Stork...a diary of raising twelve kids

Having twelve children is an amazing blessing and one heck of a crazy ride. Join us through all the joys, smiles, tribulations and trials as we navigate this fabulous journey!

Saturday, December 20, 2008

A Wonderful Start To The Morning...

JACKSON: "Daddy...Brandon hit me. He punched me in my nose." Much crying ensues.
DADDY: "Brandon, come here. Did you punch your brother?" Brandon stands there, shrugging.
BRANDON: "No. No. I didn't"
JACKSON: "Yes you did!" More crying.
DADDY: "Brandon, did you hit your brother?"
BRANDON: "No...I dont know...No."
DADDY: "Brandon, did any part of your body come into contact with your brother's face?"
BRANDON: "I don't know. Maybe accidentally."
DADDY: "Jackson, what part of Brandon's body made contact with your face?"
JACKSON: "Uhhhh...his fist..."

4 comments:

The Rhoderick Family said...

Oh poor Jackson! I hope he is alright. Don't you love how the story changes??? :) Sounds like my house.

Jessica Kate said...

Wait? Are you implying that there are days that your morning DOESN'T start off like this?
Brothers, hmpf!

Christy said...

LOL. so funny!

I love trying to get kids to fess up to pounding on their siblings! I always feel the sorriest for the littlest ones... I know in my house, Sammy gets it from Annie and Jeffrey! LOL

Anonymous said...

You gotta love it when this happens......NOT!
Praying in cold, snowy Seattle right now!
Psalms 57:1 Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.
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