Speaking his mind

Three times today, I heard Jacob screaming "MOM! Jonah farted in my face!!!" Lovely. Boys are just fantastic. Finally I asked him why he would let somebody get so close to his face with a butt. I mean, why wouldn't you move out of the way? Anyway, I said "the next time he tries that just bite his butt and I bet he doesn't do it again." He ended up chasing Jonah around the house for 30 minutes trying to bite him. So not the way I wanted that to turn out. He got frustrated because he couldn't hold him down so he shut himself in his room to pout. Jonah was so proud that he got away, he came into the bedroom where I was folding clothes to tattle. "Jacob was trying to bite me." I said "if you put your butt in my face like you've been doing to him all day, I'd bite you too!" He said "you couldn't catch me. You have a big belly and your boobies are too fat."

Niiiiiice.

I would have yelled at him but I laughed so hard that by the time I composed myself, he was gone.