Tonight Emeline was screaming in the car. Cameron joined the chorus. I told Emeline to stop screaming. About 3 minutes later she screamed again (all in an effort to get Cameron to scream). I told her that she would get disciplined when we got home.

After 5 minutes of silence Emeline said, “Daddy.”

“Yes, Emeline,” I said.

“My bottom hurts.”

“Why does your bottom hurt?” I asked.


“Because why?”

“‘Cause I’m sinning.”

Just the anticipation of wrath brings a burning sensation to my daughters bum.