Whilst in the kitchen this fine October evening Mikel and Katie joined me to help prepare dinner. Doesn't that sound nice? What actually happened is that while I was trying to chop vegetables with a wickedly sharp knife Mikel and Katie came in to drive me screaming up the wall. I've completely strayed from my point. Brace yourself, here we go.
Mikel to Katie: Did I just hit you in the head?
Mikel: Good. Because if I did I'd have to beat my own butt.
Note: I do not beat my children. The wooden spoon does all the beating, I just hold it still.