I was sitting on the porch making a phone call. Beckett got really frustrated that I wasn't paying attention to him, so he came up to my back and kicked me as hard as he could - two times.
So I picked him up sideways (held his middle under my arm) and carried him off to his room for a time out. On the way down the hall he yells: "I WANT A BROWNIE!!!!!!!!!!"
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