This morning I was meeting with a local pastor and was interrupted by Noah coming out of the house sobbing. Here is the conversation that ensued:
T- What happened Noah?
N- Isaac punched me in the stomach.
T- Isaac, could you come out here please?
I- What Daddy?
T- Did you punch your brother?
I - No, but I was just trying to put my hand by the couch and Noah's belly got in the way.
D- Ok, please don't hit him again Isaac.
I - All right, but he'd better watch where he puts his body.
I hope Noah listens, that sounds like good advice to me.
