Best Friends, Worse Enemies. No words better describe brothers close in age. Exactly 21 months and 1 week apart...I'm pretty sure they alone are responsible for the rapidly spreading grey hair on my head. If I end up in a mental hospital, they alone will be responsible for it. I can't win.If they are getting along, they are getting in trouble together (a la yesterday when they bickered with little girls on the bus, said girls hit boys, boys hit girls and Mom hit the roof), if they aren't best friends then they are worse enemies (a la waaaaaaay toooo friggin' early this morning about 6:30 am...WHY? WHY don't I have kids who take advantage of a weekend and sleep in for an hour or two? WHY?! they start right off with bickering and fighting which never ends well). They REALLY need to outgrow this phase or it is gonna be one loooooong hellish summer filled with endless chores and essays written about how to treat people with respect and kindness. They could have a really cool summer filled with cool projects like teepee building, crafts, field trips to the colleges planetarium and maybe even a big fun project like building a go-cart. Instead they'll have really good skills like essay writing, how to properly clean a bathroom, how to clean a playroom, how to organize toys, and ENDLESS, ENDLESS POOP PATROL DUTY.
For the Love of God, PLEASE help them figure out it is much easier to follow rules and be kind to others than to deal with the mountain of punishments Mom can heap on you when you ruin her Saturday morning.
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