The Itchy Burn.

Taylor is running around the house scratching his back all over the walls like a gigantic bear.  He says he has the itchiest sunburn ever.  He sat a foot away from me while I was doing P90X (yoga) rubbing his back against the wall telling me that it was my fault.  That he hates the beach and if I would have put sunscreen on him this would have never happened.  I am trying to concentrate on my "yoga form" and Lincoln jumps of my back.  I do downward facing dog and to Lincoln I look like a fun tunnel to run under.  Dylan starts screaming to nurse and Taylor won't stop telling me that I am ignoring him and that he needs to go to the emergency room before he dies.
  News flash Tgeezy... I am not your mom. I have 4 bodies to sunscreen including my own and while I am lathering up our wiggly boys you can put your own sunscreen on and I am sorry you are itchy beyond anything you have ever felt but this is what you get for being a jerk when I stepped on a bee at the beach a long time ago and making me drive home even though my foot was throbbing.  I am sorry that you itch.  I am sorry that I didn't believe you at first and that you had to google it to prove to me that there is such thing as an "itchy sunburn" and that it's horrible.  I am sorry that you FREAKED out when I tried to put a paste of baking powder and water on your back then ran upstairs pulling off your clothes to take a shower because it made it worse.  And the most important thing... I am sorry that I can't stop laughing for the past hour it's just that I am trying to not think it's funny but i... just... can't... help... it.