The other day Dane and I were playing in his ball pit when he pointed to my cheek and the following ensued.
Dane: Owie, owie.
me: No, mommy doesn't have an owie.
Dane cocks back his little hand, makes a fist and socks me one, right in the face. Then points to my face again. "Owie, owie."
me: yes, now mommy has an owie. But no punching, that's not nice.
Dane hits me again.
Dane: "punching" then laughs.
My kid learned a new word! And action...Great.
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