They Kill Me

I heard screaming the other night coming from Tayte's room. He rarely wakes up at night, I sprinted to his aid.
He was traumatized.
He has been sleeping in a small Buzz Lighyear tent on his floor every night since Christmas.
Sometimes the cat decides she wants in.

Through his tears me managed to tell me the cat had bit him and that she was mean. 
I asked him what he was doing when she attacked and he replied, "pulling those things on her head."  I finally determined he had pulled her ears. 

I tried to explain cats couldn't talk and so when they wanted to say, "stop"  or "For the love of God don't touch me, you brat!" they sometimes bite instead.
I asked him if he wanted me to ground her and he said, "No. If you do she will bite me again."

Then he asked, "Where is she so I can kick her?" 
I blame his older brothers who DON'T actually kick our cat.  They just fantasize about it.

His most humorous quote of the weekend though was this.
I was putting together the Happy Meal toy for him and in a very The Coach-like manner he nagged reminded me to, "Follow the erections, Mom."  

I always do..........................