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I can't exactly explain this.

On Saturday Andy was being rotten. Drinking water and spitting it out and blowing wet raspberries in my face. I told him no, and got another raspberry. Finally I took a firm hold of his arm, told him no again and ordered him to sit down on the floor.

Instead of sitting down, he ran over to his father, turned around and presented his hind end to Shawn and said, "Have to beat my butt now."

Shawn and I burst into hysterics and at the same time felt terrible. We've never laid a hand on this kid. So what this whole butt-beating bullsh*t is about is beyond me....

But it was darn funny.