>Two year old Timmy was a mischievous little boy who always seemed to find himself in trouble. With a family of 8, including his strict mother, Timmy's days were filled with chaos and laughter.

However, his mother had a short temper and would get mad over the smallest things. One day, when Timmy had done nothing at all, she stormed into his room with a belt in hand.

"What did I do?" Timmy asked innocently, his big brown eyes wide with confusion. His mother's face was red with anger as she scolded him for a mess he didn't even make.

Timmy tried to explain himself, but his mother was not in the mood to listen. She raised the belt, ready to give him a spanking for something he didn't do.

Just then, Timmy's older sister burst into the room, holding up a toy car that she had accidentally broken. "It was me, not Timmy!" she confessed, tears streaming down her face.

Timmy's mother's expression softened as she realized her mistake. She put down the belt and hugged her children, apologizing for her outburst.

From that day on, Timmy's mother made an effort to be more patient and understanding with her youngest son. And Timmy, well, he continued to be his mischievous self, but with a little less trouble to find.