I think I have just figured out the secret to the universe!
Well, ok, MY universe. How to keep my boys from fighting? If you know me, then you know that this is the burning question that consumes my thoughts each day. And today, I have figured it out.
Give them a common enemy.
It can be me. It can be their dad. It can be a neighbor kid that isn’t being nice.
But, when the chips are down, they will band together. A band of brothers. A band of bonded brothers banding against the bad behavior of boys…. I can’t think of anymore B words. Well, I can, but none that will fit in this sentence.
So there it is.
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Yes! You are so right about this. I’ve found that when I take my boys to one of those indoor playgrounds, they will totally watch each other’s back. Especially Ethan, looking after Tyler. There are often big (rough, loud, aggressive) kids there too, who can be intimidating to my boys, but as brothers they will always band together – it definitely must be that common enemy thing!
Hmm, perhaps I need to be the bad guy more often, so they’ll play nice!?
They can also bond when something is wrong, like today when I found a turd-let in the hall, the second one in a week. Neither boy would admit their guilt and I knew it wasn’t the baby. Agh! Seriously gross! The bond of brothers is so much thicker than even the mom-son connection. Aren’t you glad you have 3 of ‘em.
Ryan’s twin brothers used to do that. When ever they were fighting but wanted to be friends again they would turn on Ryan’s mom or dad and blame it on them and then they were happy together again- so funny
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