Last night we were engaging in some horizontal parenting... you know, where you lie on the floor while the children play around you.
You can totally use your arms and talk for horizontal parenting but you don't actually have to sit up or anything.
We are such good parents. We've got skills.
Anyway, as I've talked about before here and here, Rooster Girl likes to try to crawl up between my legs as though to return to her ancestral home. But never before last night have I seen her try to crawl up K's butt.
Witness, if you will, Roo trying to crawl up into K's butt:
Like a WILD DOG, I tell you.
I just happened to be snapping photos in the room and captured the EXACT moment when she BIT. HIM. IN. THE. ASS.
K cried out in surprise and pain.
Horizontal parenting was brought to an abrupt end.
I was being all sympathetic and supportive and said, "Bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!"
K has historically relied on me for my supportive, comforting nature... like that one time in Zimbabwe when this Lion cub bit him right in the ass...
BWAAAAAAAAAA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!
No biting, Roo!