Two year olds...just not as cute as they sound

This morning I was reminded that Isaac will copy most of what I do. Emily was putting dishes in the dishwasher as we got ready for breakfast. I walked by and slapped her rear end. She said, "Justin!" just as she does every morning when I slap her rear end. I began pouring my cup of coffee when I hear, "whack." Isaac had walked behind Emily and slapped her rear end. Emily's response..."Justin!" I should go ahead and apologize to any girl he dates in the future. He's stuck with an example of flirting that generally involves his father just iritating his mother. Poor Emily is stuck living with a two year old, a one month old, and a husband that shows effection only slightly more maturely than pulling the girl you like's ponytail in elementary school.