Yesterday was one of "those days." The ones where the boys don't seem to listen or pay attention, or get along, or play independently, or cooperate with anything. The ones where you're constantly a day late and a dollar short. The ones where you are just counting down the hours and minutes until bedtime.
I felt bad. I yelled more than one time. I took away snack. I removed the toy causing the fights. I separated the necessary siblings. I was exhausted by bedtime. Nonetheless, the boys got pj's on, and we all sat on the Beaver's bed and all talked and looked at Lego magazines quietly for a half hour. Then, everyone got shuffled to bed, willingly and obediently. It was a good day.
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