Musings of an Italian-American Catholic wife, mother, and writer

Musings of an Italian-American Catholic wife, mother, and writer

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Small but Mighty


So, our little guy is wrestling with his older brother, Jonathan. There is a flurry of arms, legs, elbows, and laughter.

I know someone is going to get hurt. I just know it. But sometimes a mother just needs to step back and see how things develop.

The laughing turns into grunting.

When I hear someone yell "Ow!" I step forward to intervene, but before I can do or say anything our little guy pokes his head up and yells,

"DON'T MAKE ME CALL MY LAWYER!!"

Okay, then. I am thinking the kid can take care of himself.




1 comment:

tiziana said...

Mamma mia che muscoli!!!
Povero Jonathan!!!