Jr. had a few friends over the other day, and when they were getting some snacks in the kitchen, I overheard that there was only one drink left in the flavor everyone wanted. The kids were pleading their cases to each other about why they should get the coveted drink, when the exchange started to get loud and heated. I heard my son yell over the bedlam, "Let's settle this like MEN!"
As I was rushing out of my chair, heading into the kitchen fully expecting the fists to come out, I heard all the kids chant, "Rock.. Paper... Scissors...!"
I had a hard time returning to full focus after that. Maybe I should have watched The Karate Kid with them instead.
Today is full of re-reading chapters, doing way more passages than time will permit, and fitting in soccer, shopping, laundry, and dropping of Jr. to another social engagement. As always, still behind, still doing mediocre.
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