I was at my parents’ when I heard the 5 year old screaming in fear.  I turned around and saw him run past me and hide behind the couch.  I looked further and saw the 2 year old chasing him with a can of Febreze (except he thought it was Raid).

Me: Ayaan, what are you doing?
Ayaan: I am trying to kill him.
Me: Huh?  Don’t kill your brother.
Ayaan: No, I want to kill him.
Me: Come here, give me that.
Ayaan: I said, I REALLY WANT TO KILL HIM
Me: Come here!
Ayaan: I am not talking to you
Me: Can you come here please?
Ayaan: I said, I am not talking. 

And he’s two!  My future!  He is supposed to carry the family  name forward, spread my DNA. 

I think I will change his name while I am ahead.  Bush seems like an appropriate family name for the behaviour :)
(I kid, I kid .. he’s not that bad)