empty threat

Every once in a while, Philip will splash water on me when I’m trying to give him his bath. Tonight was no exception. He dribbled some water on my sleeve.

“Mommy went to boxing class today,” I warned, holding up fists in the defensive position. “You better watch out.”

Philip dumped a handful of water on the front of my shirt.

day 28


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