Sometimes having children makes me revert to childish, immature behaviour.
Okay, so it won't win me Mother of the Year award but...it's all in good fun.
Example: when my eldest boy gets mad at me for the thousandth time that week and tells me to "GO AWAY!" I will wittily come back with "No, you go away." to which he will reply "NO YOU!" and then I'll retort, "You!"....see what I'm saying here?
If he steps on his toys in a fit of destruction I'll warn him dangerously "Stop stepping on your toys or I'll step on you". Of-course I would never, ever do such a thing. And obviously he doesn't take me seriously.
On occasion he'll make up a really "mean" name and when he gets angry with me he'll yell "You're a SHNOOPOO!"
Me "No, you are."
And I'm so not above toilet humour...last night I called him a "stinky poo head" when I was trying to get him into his bed. To which he giggled uncontrollably for 5 minutes.
Then I did it again.
Just to hear his awesome laugh.