Ahh, the joys of parenting

It's warm today (in the 30's) so when Arie got home from school I sent him and his brother out to play in the backyard. Unfortunately, to them "playing" meant yelling and screaming viciously at one another until I told them if I saw one more fight going on they'd have to come in.

"But Daddy!" Arie shouted. "We're having fun!"

The "fun" lasted a couple more minutes until Arie screamed at his brother that he was going to punch him hard. Then I brought Arie in and sent him up to his room (loudly complaining about the unfairness of life, the universe and fathers) and left Éiden outside where he now sits in front of the window crying because the brother who was beating on him is now inside and unable to "play."

God, I love days like this.

Um . . . what?

Watch the kid on the right.