This morning I was in my room trying to have devotions (with Seth crawling all over me, literally) when we heard a howl from the living room. Soon Skyler came pounding down the hallway.
Seth was ready for him. "Did Anaya give you an owie, Skyer?"
"No." He sniffed.
"Did somebody hitted you?"
"Yes." He held out his hand with the apparent owie needing to be kissed. "The couch hitted me."