What Big Brothers Do Best

Today a fly landed on Gwenyth's forehead and stayed there for the longest time.  I almost thought it had died there.  Then I said aloud to Titus, where did that fly swatter go?  And before I had taken a step to find it, he whapped her on the forehead with his chubby little hand.  

"Dot it mommy."
Dood Titus, thank you :)

Happy Tuesday!!!