Nathan has reached that endearing stage when children discover their individuality and creatively assert their personal preferences. In other words, he is two.
After his third or fourth spanking of the day, I found him sitting on the couch with his arms crossed against his chest and a scowl on his face. The ensuing conversation went something like this...
Me: Nathan, what's wrong?
Nathan: I don't like Daddy.
Me: Why don't you like Daddy?
Nathan: I don't like spankings.
Me: You don't have to get spankings. What can you do so you don't get spankings?
Nathan: Put Daddy in jail!
Hahaha! That's cute :)
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