Then we sat through Sacrament meeting and he was no longer on my good side. Nor was his twin. As a punishment for being super wiggly, loud, and distracting during church, I told the boys they had to write 100 sentences when we got home. I probably wouldn't be so mean if this was a one time occurrence but unfortunately it is not. I'm convinced that they take full advantage of being the youngest and want to act like they are 4.
They immediately sat down to do them and after 2 hours, Zach had 84 done and I took pity on him and let him stop. It's been 3.5 hours and Nate is still working. I am hoping that next time they decide to be distracting in church, they will remember how much their hands hurt after writing all these sentences. Zach just told me his hand didn't hurt, so maybe next time I'll have to make the sentences longer and add another 100. I thought it would be super mean to have Mario write out a Spanish sentence and make them copy that. Oooh.....that would be tough! They'd have to keep looking how to spell every word. Plus there would be accent marks.
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