We were running very late this morning, and so we were rushing around trying to get out the door. While I was wrestling with Sophie trying to put on her shoes (she hates her shoes because they thwart her efforts to remove her socks from her feet as quickly as humanly possible - down with socks!), I hear Gabbie in the other room say in a slightly confused tone of voice, "You punched me in the face."
Aaron replied, "You ran your face into my fist. For once, that is actually true."
(Not meaning for once, as if he regularly punches her in the face, but for once, in all the times in the world that excuse is used, it was actually true.)
Then we all laughed. I'm still laughing. My family makes me happy in so many, varied ways.
P.S. She's fine, was not hurt, just a little confused as to why she got punched in the face, ever so lightly.