We were driving home from OT yesterday afternoon, and the boys were acting very silly and fresh in the car. When Gabe hit Zach, I told him that he'd need to go to his room when we got home (Gabe's doing a lot of hitting lately; and I'm frustrated). Gabe then started to cry and cry. All of a sudden, Zach screams, "MOM, don't put Gabe in his room!" And when I ignore them both, Zach continues to scream and defend Gabe.
And then the crying stops suddenly. And I hear the following in the back of the car:
Gabe: (Solemnly) It is what it is, Zach.
Gabe: And it never gets better.
Oh, we have a dark cloud hanging over us, folks.
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