My life as a sitcom

So this is why my life could be a sitcom:

After church this evening I put the kids in the van. Brooke threw Hunter's book on the floor so I handed it to him, so she tried to grab it and kept getting him so of course he whined. I told her to stop touching him which made her do it more. So I told Hunter we would move his seat to the back. I got out to go move his carseat for him, Brooke was by that point trying to undo hers and saying she wanted to move back too. When I was done w/ Hunter I went around and opened Brooke's door to settle her in and she was gone, not in her seat at all. The little booger had some how unlatched her buckles and was sitting in the seat next to Hunter. I had to fight laughing cuz I'm sure my face was hilarious when I opened the door and she wasn't there (it took me a second to find her cuz I couldn't see her over the seat). So I grabbed her and she struggled and the whole time Hunter was saying "Just spank her mom, she needs spanked mom."

Then we got on the highway and Brooke told me we were going the wrong way. I said no we aren't and she said yes we are and I said no we aren't. All the sudden Hunter goes "just tell her ok mom."

Oh and by the way, Hunter made a prayer book at church tonight w/ all the people in it to pray for. He put everyone in our family in it except Brooke. Guess hes given up on her.