The makings of a Demon???

So... This morning, I was deeply involved in my early morning ETBME's (Examining The Back of My Eyelids) while the kids quietly watched PBS. Things couldn't have been better, when suddenly I was wrenched out of my routine by a WHACK!!!!, a blood-curdling scream, and some devilish giggling. I know what you're all thinking at this point, and I must admit I jumped to the same conclusion as I lept up from my prone position and rushed to bring the world into focus. But something struck me as odd... The child who had apparently been dismembered with a rusty, dull, butter knife was screaming with a -ahem, more mature scream than what I was used to. Also, the demon-laughing had a certain newness in it's cackles. As the world came into focus, my suspicions were confirmed. Now normally in this situation, I would have screamed "KENNY!!!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR BROTHER!?!?" Rather, I found myself saying -rather confusedly, "NATHAN!?!? WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR BROTHER????"

Apparently, this is what happened (as best as I can tell from the information presented to me, which could be considered a bit loaded on one side -since one of the parties in this event cannot speak for himself). The boys were watching TV and getting into things for no other reason than to make a mess (usual behavior). Nathan got a hold of a remote control, and apparently wondered to himself what would happen if he launched this missile-like object at his brother. So the great experiment was put into action. Knowing that his accuracy was lacking, Nathan knew he needed to get in close to insure a direct hit, so the missile -err, remote control was launched at his brother at a distance of no more than 20 inches. It's flight brief, the missile scored a direct hit, impacting the victim's forehead with a loud WHACK!!! Now, post-impact, Nathan realized that he was surprisingly on the other side the victim-perpetrator relationship he had become so familiar with over the years, and was completely unable to contain himself. He was absolutely giddy with delight that it was his brother, rather than him, that was screaming in pain! His perverse happiness came to a quick end as I scolded him for being mean to his brother (such an odd moment for me, as I am so used to donning the title -Punisher of Kenny).

Alas, I can only hope that I have helped Nathan learn that actions have consequences, and that he will avoid the "dark side" from now on. But then again, we could now be seeing the beginnings of the campaign of The Great Revenge... Only time will tell. I pray now for the sanity of the mediator's, and would ask all of you to do the same...