Discipline gone a muck

The kids spent the night at my parents house last Saturday so Adam and I could be well rested and up and at’em early for the race. My parents, ok mostly my dad, couldn’t believe how much energy it took to keep up with the three of them. And they had them for less than 24 hours.

When we picked them up my parents were full of stories. Stories of how the kids didn’t get to bed until 11:00 pm and how they eat 27 pancakes between the three of them and how they picked all the dandelions in the yard and took out every single toy in the toy chest plus a couple extra they didn’t even realize they had.

Then my dad laughingly said, “I just can’t believe KP. He really never stops. CT and I were building a castle together out of blocks and KP came over five separate times and knocked it down. When I told him to stop, he got mad at me and then came running toward me with a bat and hit me in the head.”

I am so glad he somehow thought that was funny.

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