I walked into the boys' room recently and found them playing a battle game. With his most ominous voice, 6-year-old Christian gave 9-year-old Carson a stern warning.
Christian: Call me a name again, and you'll feel my rash!
Carson: You mean "wrath."
Christian (still the voice of doom): Yes, that too ... .
(Carson rolls his eyes. Mom leaves hastily, stifling a giggle.)