I have 4 children, 4 very different children, all complete with very distinct personalities. As I sit here listening to Gunnar's ear piercing "I want to go outside!" scream, I realize that while I am not that thankful for how different they all are...but one day I might be.
Gunnar is going to be taking a time out from the outside for a while, because, well...he keeps hitting the neighbors 6 year old (who is dwarfed by Gunnar) with a stick.
Why does he do it? Because this 6 year old boy wants to be Brenna's boyfriend. And this kid is stalker-ish about it. He follows her around, has taken to singing Bieber to her, forces kids out of the seat on the bus to sit with her. Apparently, Gunnar doesn't like it when Brenna receives the lovey dovey attention from any boy, unfortunately...he does not discriminate against who he hits with a stick.
And while I am quite upset with the fact that he can't keep himself from being violent with the other boys in the neighborhood...secretly, deep down...I know that I have the best honor defending brother around for when Brenna starts to reciprocate some of these feelings towards boys.
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