So I’m sitting here staring at the screen wondering what to write about when I hear a scream from our playroom.

Noah our four-year-old-wonder-kid then yells “I’m sorry”

The tone of the sorry was authentic. And put up my “mommy radar” more then the scream did.

I go in and see 6 year old Dinara curled up on the carpet holding her stomach.

“What happened here?” I asked.

Dinara looks up at me through tears in her eyes and then gives the evil eye to brother. But says nothing. I thought she said nothing because she was hurt… but now I think she was simply seething.

I turn to Noah. “Noah what happened here?”

“Mom it wasn’t me! She didn’t hold up her end of the deal”

“I don’t understand Noah”

“She’s Bendy Girl mom… the punch was supposed to BOUNCE.”

Oh. Ok. Well that explains everything.

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