The boys were lounging on my bed as we watched YouTube videos. Some Honest Trailers.
Me: What do you want to do now?
Tornado E: Nothing. We don’t have any time. Daddy will be here soon.
Me: Sure, we do. Tag.
I slapped his leg lightly. His brothers scrambled out of the bed and ran out of the room. I walked out. I walked down the hall.
Tornado A: Mama! Run!
Me: Naw. I can walk. Your brother is too slow to catch me.
That was it. Tornado E ran out of the room at me.
So started a ten-minute game of tag so funny that I nearly peed myself from laughing so hard.
Tornado E is not nearly so fast that I can’t play a game of Gotcha Last.