At 6:45 this morning Joshua yelled something at Isaac. It wasn't the "I'm a little frustrated", but it was the "I'm really mad!" I got up to figure out what was going on, and Isaac turned on a light that Joshua wanted off. So we talked about it and everyone apologized. Then they immediately went into their rooms to get dressed...and left the room with the light. So I don't understand why either of them cared.
At 7:45 this morning I gave the boys a muffin. Of course, they brought it to the table and then got up and did something. Isaac came back and started eating Joshua's muffin. I noticed, and decided that I'd move Isaac along with Joshua's old muffin to the place were Isaac had been sitting. Joshua didn't notice that there was a bite out of his muffin, but Isaac was so sad because the muffin he had already been eating didn't taste as good. There were tears.
Later in the morning I retired Ben's old shirt. It's lasted about almost 25 years, but it now has too many holes.