Dude, that is SO not the point!

Nate was on the changing table after his bath, and he kept hitting his arm with this hand and gesturing toward the bed. I couldn’t figure out what he wanted. What are you signing, Nate? You want grapes? “No!” Hah Hah Hah — what is Hah? Finally I figured it out. He was hitting himself harder and harder to get across to silly Mommy that he wanted me to read him Hands Are Not for Hitting.

I tried to explain to the boy that if he is hitting to tell me that he wants to read Hands Are Not for Hitting , he is missing the point! All the same, we read it, and he loved it and read right along. My favorite part is when we get to the line that hands are for HUGGING. And the boys threw their arms around each other.