October 18, 2010

It Finally Happened

My son tried to kill me today.

I'm not sure if he was intentionally trying to ninja leg sweep me as I stepped over him in the hallway this morning or if he had a moment of artistic inspiration and decided to bust out in an amazing impromptu break dance but, regardless, the end result was the same: our feet got tangled together and I went stumbling into a wall.

The fact that he's still laughing about it makes me think it was the former as opposed to the latter.

2 comments:

Pat said...

I wouldn't be worried until he starts giving you two-handed hugs while you're asleep.

Anonymous said...

Wasn't he watching Home Alone with your dad the other day? I think the lil' dude thinks you're Marv. Hahahaha. Make sure you know where the iron is at all times.