New Form of Punishment

This past Presidents Day the boys had slept in late, ate breakfast in front of Sports Center and then went up to shower and get ready for the day, or so I thought. It turned out they started fighting with each other. Not the fist fight kind of fight, but the kind where goofing off and horse play goes a little to far. Well, I didn't want that on a day where we were all supposed to be home having fun together. After calling Brett at work about what to do, (he doesn't necessarily like that type of call), he suggested I have the boys pull out the two big ugly bushes in the front that needed to come out. Brilliant!!! I told the boys what they needed to do and they did it. The boys got to work quickly since they had plans with friends in a few hours, and I got the bushes removed...next time this happens I might have a freshly swept out garage or the rocks moved for our garden area.