The other day at a church party, Ruby was seated happily on the floor playing with her toys.
All of the sudden a big boy (probably around 15 months old) came and plopped himself down right in front of her. This did not make the princess happy.
Soon her mild sadness began to turn into mild anger
The "mildness" didn't last long and the next thing I knew, my precious princess had one hand grasping the boy tightly and the other hand open-fist slapping the poor kid.
As you can tell, the boy was oblivious to the whole thing.
I know I should have scolded Ruby, but I was just trying so hard not to laugh.
That's right Ruby girl! You tell him you don't like it when he gets in your space!