Ethan is one of the sweetest kids you'll meet almost always...But he has these weird moments where its almost as if he blacks out and lets someone else drive the car...
Generally, you can practically see the wheels turn in his head as he shifts from "sweet" to "salty" and decides to wreck someone...
The sofa is an L shaped one complete with two ottomans. Summer has the ottomans set up making a runway/plank/stage off the couch...Out of the corner of my eye she's standing on this doing whatever a 3 year old girl imagines herself doing...Probably thinking about what it would be like to be a sniper.
(just kidding)
Anyways, for some unknown reason and without any provoking by Summer, I see Ethan just roll up and clock her with a pillow "American Gladiator" style...knocking her off this makeshift island she has created. Summer does a variation of the Stop, Drop, & Roll (this variation replaced fire with getting blindsided by your brother) and immediately cries.
I leap into action and ask Ethan why he pushed her.
Now they're both crying. See what I mean? It was like he didn't even know why he hit her...
He was like someone picking their booger at a stop light: He didn't even know what he was doing but once he got caught he realized it was pretty nasty.
All is well now...However, we're low on milk and out of Hershey's chocolate sauce...I'm looking forward to breaking the "no more chocolate milk" news to them...
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