Two things have gone through my head that have made me laugh aloud at myself. And my clever, coy style. They are only funny when taken at their most literal meaning.
1. "No way, Jose." When I'm talking to Joey.
2. I put up with so much Sh!t from these two. Literal. Come oooon.
In other funny news, yesterday Joey bit Kole on the back. Jaws style. While I felt bad... as a member of the Maternal Justice League Kole really had this coming. He gets about 45 cheap shots in on Joey for every one that Joey can reciprocate. Kole was screaming and crying and I was cuddling him to make him feel better. (And make myself feel better for letting it happen. I didn't sic Joey on him--- but I did loosen the leash quite a bit.)
Kole asked if he had "a bleed." I checked. He did. I told him. He cried harder. After a few seconds he wailed, "This is what happened to Jesus! They hurt his back and hung him on the cross!"
While I admire his biblical knowledge.... that's a tad dramatic there, Koler. Your little brother bit your back. No one is crucifying you.