My kids have lately become obsessed with the thought of cracking their heads open.
This probably has something to do with me and Scott yelling at them on a semi-daily basis the following:
"Stop jumping on the furniture! You're gonna crack your head open!"
"Quit chasing each other! One of you is gonna trip and crack your head open!"
"Watch where you're going! If you're not careful you're gonna crack your head open!"
Sometimes Scott follows up with a "And I don't want to have to take you to the hospital and fill out paperwork!" I'm not sure why he does this - unless he's trying to impart a fear of administrative work on the kids at an early age or something, I don't know.
But apparently it has made an impact. Because tonight, Aidan almost fell off his chair at dinner time. And Ashley said "Aidan, you're gonna crack your head open!"
Scott and I nodded in agreement. Encouraged, Ashley continued:
"And you're gonna have to go to the hospital!"
Again, we nodded.
"And....they're gonna fill up your head with paperwork!!!"
Yikes. Turns out we've been threatening them with a paper lobotomy. No wonder they're jumping on the furniture less these days.