Conversations with a three year old

Me: DO NOT PUT THAT ROPE AROUND YOUR BABY BROTHER'S NECK!
K: (with  jump rope in hand) But Mom.  He wanted to go for a bull ride. So please just let me put the rope around his neck.  Can I please?
Me: No, you can't ever put a rope around Linc's neck!
K: uhhhh!  (B/c I am just the meanest most unfair mother in the world.)

And then he looks at Linc sitting on the couch next to us, jums up, picks him up and throws him onto a pile of pillows on the floor.  And I mean, literally throws him.  (Fortunately, our easy going baby just laughs.  And fortunately, there already happened to be a pile of pillows there!)

Poor Linc.  He's either going to be seriously tough, or need serious therapy.  

Or both.