Let the weeping and gnashing of teeth begin!

I brought the boys to the mall this morning. Since Nolan's birthday is on Saturday, he received a coupon for a free ice cream cone at Baskin Robbins.

They were very well behaved at Baskin Robbins...who wouldn't be? The woman behind the counter (who adores the boys and thinks Nolan will be a future president because he is so smart) actually asked me: "Do they ever fight with each other?"

HA!

You're talking about MY kids????

As I basked in the glow of the compliment...it began. We sat down at the table and both Gideon and Haddon started crying. You see, Nolan got his own ice cream cone, and they had to share. Usually, we all share, but since it's Nolan's birthday cone, he got one all to himself. Gideon and Haddon each wanted to hold their cone...but there was only one. After a few minutes, they settled down (mainly because the knew if they kept crying, they weren't getting any ice cream).

It only got worse from there.

We headed over to Payless to see if I could find some sneakers for Jamison. It was at this time that the woman that worked there walked down the aisle and started talking to me about my boys. She asked their names, ages, etc. The boys KNOW they are to hold onto the stroller at.all.times. Instead, they thought it would be fun to run up and down the aisles in circles, falling over themselves, and being very disobedient little boys.

Once we finally left, I was not a happy mommy. I told them as they strapped themselves into their carseats, that when we return home...there will be much discipline.

They still had the gall to ask for Burger King for lunch. Mommy's not that gullible guys!

Daddy was home when we pulled up. It was at that point we tag-teamed the boys. They were sent to their beds. There was kicking. There was screaming. There was weeping. There was gnashing of teeth. It was really quite Biblical.

The area of obedience is something that my lovely little men have been struggling with A LOT lately. There has been talking back. There has been attitude. There has been blatant ignorance of the rules when we are out and about, at the store, mall and even at church.

Today marks the end of that era. John and I are not letting this get by any longer. We are nipping this bad boy in the bud!

And to top it all off...there are NO SPECIAL TREATS FOR A LONG LONG TIME! (with the exception of maybe a crumb of birthday cake on Saturday)

There is a loss of priveledges that these boys will remember until the day they die...well, maybe not that long, but we hope to have made some impact!