A Little Thing

Sammy and I had our first pillow fight the other day.  I was giving her a real pounding and she was laughing so hard that all she could manage were a few tiny swings of the pillow.  Finally, she said, STOP, MOMMY.  I DO IT MYSELF.  So I stopped whacking her and prepared for a blow.  She got ready, got set, and popped herself right in the face.  It wasn’t an accident.  She thought the game was just to hit herself, not each other!