(A loud smacking noise comes from the boys’ room.)
Me: “Boys…I am tired of telling you that violence doesn’t solve problems. Do you need a seriously long timeout?”
Liam: “What if there was a guy…and his name was ‘Violence’, and his job was to fix other people’s lives, and then we could say, ‘Violence DOES solve problems!'”
Me: (death stare)
Xavier: “Dude…shut up…or the violence will just be beginning.”
Fisticuffs and Shenanigans 
D’Avonte: Excuse me while I kiss this guy.
HA! Guess what I’m singing to him all day tomorrow?
You better you better you bet, Meg.
Best Monday EVER.
My brother was ten years older than me, and roughly twice my size, so violence was never a sane option. Treachery, on the other hand…
We have both. It’s a house fraught with intrigue. 🙂
You let him off too easy. I made a smarts comment much like that in 7th grade. It got me a trip to the principal’s office and paddling as punishment. Things were different in the 80’s!
I made him vacuum…which to him, is akin to bamboo under the nails.
Cleaning house. The most incredible punishment imaginable for a kid. You should be reported to child protective services.
Next stop…mopping. 🙂
I gotta say that was some impressive analysis.
He’s nothing if not wily, that kid. 🙂
He’d make a great lawyer.
And not an environmental lawyer, either. lol
I like where Liam’s head is at. Critical thinking, check.
Trying to find loopholes…check. He has a future in politics. 🙂