I will not fight, I will not fight

Today was one of those days. One where you instinctively know that your children are not going to have a good day. Is it mother's intuition? Is it the spirit prompting you to "be ye therefore patient?", or is it simply the fact that from the moment they roll out of bed nothing seems to go right? Well, this was one of those days for Walker and Levi. Our boys are generally wonderful. They play together and seem to really enjoy each others company. But not today.

At about 8:55 I received both a text and voice message from Brooklyn telling me the boys had gotten into a fight on the bus. But she had turned her phone off and I couldn't get details -- not that I needed them. I knew, without being told, exactly what had transpired. Sure enough about 20 minutes later I get a call from the bus driver. (It's pretty sad when she has you on speed dial...sigh...oh well.) She proceeds to tell me that, as I had already predicted, Levi was teasing Walker to the point that Walker had had enough so he then grabbed a hold of Levi's hair and in turn Levi grabbed a hold of Walker and then they went at it. She had to pull the bus over and Brooklyn went running to try to pull them a part.

She asked if she should pull the tape. There is a camera on each bus and when there is an "incident" the tape is pulled and shown to the principal. Joy. So she left it up to me. I chose not to this time. I told her we would handle it this first time at home, but should it ever happen again she didn't even need to call. Pull the tape and send them to see the principal.

I guess Walker was pretty upset and went into class in tears. So Mr. Hockman took him to Levi's class and the boys apologized to one another and gave eachother a hug. So of course when the boys got home they figured all was well. Poor souls. They had their video games, computer, tv and toys all taken away. They could read and color -- that's it. Plus they had to write "I WILL NOT FIGHT" 50 times. We sat them down and spoke to them about treating each other with love and respect and the proper way to handle things. The boys were pretty teary eyed by the end...mainly because I think without their electronics and toys they are at a loss.

It was sweet though, tonight when Walker said his prayers he asked Heavenly Father to "please, please, please forgive me and please bless me and Levi not to fight anymore." I think He heard you Bud. Over all I'm so proud of these sweet little boys and feel very blessed that they get along so well given their circumstances. Bad days notwithstanding. ;-)