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You were cooking dinner with your husband when your 5 year old son, Novis, came running up to you with tears in his eyes, you kneel down and embrace him.
βBaby, whyβre you crying?β You ask softly.
Novis wipes his tears, βWhy did daddy hit you?β
βWhat do you mean, baby? Daddy didnβt hit me.β
βBut I heard you screaming βslow down, that hurtsβ yesterday!β He says with a sad pout.
Your face heats up and your gaze immediately goes over to your husband whoβs trying not to laugh.