Last night the boys would not stop banging their spoons and bowls on the table and yelling, "We want rice!" while I was trying to cook dinner. Chris must have been reading my mind, because he jumped in and sent them to their room. When it was time for them to come out, I asked each of them why they were sent to their room.
Nathan: Because you asked us to stop banging and we didn't listen.
I thought this was pretty good. Reflective. Lesson learned.
Mathew (with a GIANT smile): Because I like to bang my spoon!
Okay, lesson NOT learned.
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oh dear. yes. are the grey hairs sprouting yet?
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