This morning Jason was laying on the floor playing with Ruby when I told her to, “Kick Daddy’s butt at Candy Land!” She looked up at me. Then she kicked Jason in the butt. Naturally.
And since we couldn’t really blame the kid, we both burst out laughing. Again, she looked up at me. She looked at Jason. She looked back at me, back at Jason etc. With an expression that said something like, “Well, that’s not the reaction I expected. Interesting what’s going on here… You guys liked that. I just did something you liked. I should feel rather pleased with myself.” A smile began to stretch across her face.
And then, of course, she kicked Jason again. And again. And again etc. They were light, little taps and it was all in good fun. Still, I fear there could have been a little underlying lesson of:
Kick a man while he’s down.