Tonight, I was parented by a two year old! I wish I had a video or something of it because it was quite possibly the funniest damn thing I have ever seen! In place of the video, I'll try to tell the story.
So, Aidan, Melissa, and I were playing with Aidan's soccer ball and big blue ball in the main living room. It's almost completely bare, so things don't get broken when you get a little wild there. Or, so I thought. I went to hit the big blue by like a volley ball, and with my mad volleyball skills, I knocked it right into the fan hanging above me. I hit the fan, knock around the cords hanging from it, make the light rattle. It was a near disaster, but nothing broken, unless you asked Aidan. He just stared at it in shock for a second, then focused on me with a death glare and started saying "It's broken! It's broken! Be careful!" And just says that over and over again. This goes on for a little bit, and it's all I can do to keep from busting up laughing in his face. Melissa was rolling on the floor. He then takes me by the arm, drags me to the staircase, and pushes me upstairs, basically sending me to timeout. After a couple of minutes, he comes in and gives me the "talk". Tells me it's broken and to be careful, then asks me to say I'm sorry. When I do, he gives me a hug and leads me back downstairs. But, as soon as we get down there, he looks at the light, then turns back to me and gets all serious again, talking about it being broken. At this point, he takes my face with one hand, and with the other he points at the light and says "See that? See that? It's broken!" Of course, I'm on the verge of just losing it, and Melissa is laughing so hard she's in tears and can't breathe. We eventually show him it's not broken by flipping the light off and on a couple of times. After that, he was good.
So tonight, I screwed up and got called out by my two year old son. It was priceless. The best part about it... right after scolding me, he throws his ball and nearly hits the light.
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