Disclaimer: We do not purposely speak about our children because this blog typically has nothing to do with them. But today's story is just a funny one. Our youngest daughter was the culprit in this little story. And remember this was all in good fun i,e. no children were actually hurt in this post. (Grin😀)
Our daughter was innocently watching TV. As occasionally our children will do she was actually leaning over the back of the couch, rump stuck out and her chin was resting on her hands. Why a child could find this particular position comfort is beyond me! Seriously, this is the last position I would ever think comfortable to rest in. But, alas there she was in what I would call a spanking position and worse yet one I find myself in all too often!
I could not help myself. I walked by and gave her a playful swat on her backside. It was a bit hard, but it was all in good fun! And she's a spitfire teenager and I knew she would immediately wouldn't have expected her sweet momma! After all, I'm such an innocent, unsuspecting type of person! Well, she flung her whole body around ready to attack what she assumed was a sibling to find little old me laughing my head off! Now, I'm sure I saw what I look like when Hoss unexpectedly catches me by surprise!
Now, this child is a particularly good sport. She laughed and immediately tried to get me back! I told her that she would need to grow some before thinking she could take on swaking her dear mom. Yes, here it comes...the snafu in my language. Yes, I said swaking. I giggled realizing my mistake.
She, the sassy child she is, made a silly face and rolled her eyes. "I think you mean swatting, Mom!" I seriously wonder where my children get their sassiness from? Could it possibly be from Hoss? Hmmm....I'll get back to you on that one!
I rolled my eyes right back at her. We were enjoying the moment. She said that there was no such thing as a swaking, but I corrected her. Who knew this was not in my child's vocabulary. She was shocked when I said it was a real thing. I told her next time I would seal it with a kiss! I then kissed my hand and went in for another swat! We both ended up giggling as we attempted to avoid one another's swats or swaks. I think sometimes those little word mix-ups can really be a great taste of normal for all of us!