Yes, that's exactly what my four-year-old said to me.
Immediately I began to think through all the possible reactions I (or other parents) might have to this child's words. Almost as immediately the words of God that came through the prophet Hosea also came to mind:
When Israel was a child, I loved him,
and out of Egypt I called my son.
The more I called them,
the more they went from me;
they kept sacrificing to the Baals,
and offering incense to idols.
Yet it was I who taught Ephraim to walk,
I took them up in my arms;
but they did not know that I healed them.
I led them with cords of human kindness,
with bands of love.
I was to them like those
who lift infants to their cheeks.
I bent down and fed them.
How can I give you up, Ephraim?
How can I hand you over, O Israel?
How can I make you like Admah?
How can I treat you like Zeboiim?
My heart recoils within me;
my compassion grows warm and tender.
I will not execute my fierce anger;
I will not again destroy Ephraim;
for I am God and no mortal,
the Holy One in your midst,
and I will not come in wrath.
(Hosea 11:1-4, 8-9)
The next thing that came to mind was something I've often heard my friend Virginia say when faced with difficult behaviors or situations: "We'll just keep them and love them."
As parents we are faced with times when we must decide how to respond to difficult behaviors. God chooses love. I hope we do, too.
(Meanwhile, in that moment, I was glad the four-year-old was buckled in his car seat where he could stay until he no longer thought hitting his mommy was a good idea! Thankfully it didn't take too long.)