We woke up to a beautiful, sunny and breezy fall morning...just perfect for a family walk. While my husband and I walked, our little one rode his bike and our two oldest boys ran, passing a football back and forth. Nothing like family togetherness...
No tackling on the cement.
Timothy, no crashing your bike into your brothers.
Watch out for that pile of doggy poop.
Nicholas, don't call your brother an idiot.
Timothy, idiot is a bad, bad word and we do not say it.
Jonathan, quit teasing your brother.
Okay, give us the football.
Boys, we said stop that.
Then, this from the boys:
Why are we going home so soon? We're having fun.
And THAT was a definite matter of opinion.