I take my first-class son from school, very excited, confesses in the box:
C is Mom! I happen to happen today (!) Sasha in the forehead! with a shoe (!) I went. He was crying. I accidentally apologized.
I (on emotions): If you accidentally hit him in the forehead with a shoe, he must lie on the floor!
C: And he was lying! We played with spiders.

I found no more words.