Isaac

Isaac was playing good guys and bad guys, switching back and forth as he played, when he came into talk to his mom.

Isaac: I'm gonna kill myself.

Kristi: I don't want you to pretend to kill anyone. When you kill someone, they die and they don't come back. Let's not pretend to kill. How about you just fight them instead. You can flatten them like a pancake or karate chop them or throw blueberries at them or sword fight them or spar with them or even kick 'em in the butt but no killing.

Isaac laid his head down on his arm which was on mom's desk and was quiet for a moment. Kristi feeling she had done her job of explaining and giving other options picked up her pen and began to write when Isaac spoke.

Isaac: Tomorrow can I?

Feeling frustrated yet wanting to laugh she answered sharply.

Kristi: No

Isaac: How 'bout bake 'em in a cake?

Kristi nodded and smiled and off he went to play. A few moments later he was heard talking.

Isaac: I'm gonna kick him's butt off.