My boys have been at one another all day long. Why do we HAVE to celebrate dead presidents anyway??
I've been slowly going a bit crazy. I walked past their hole of a bedroom and about lost it, then I thought, "Let's make this a game...."
I came into the living room and said, "Okay guys, I need you to do something for me...as FAST as you can....go upstairs and throw ALL the toys into the toy box...on your mark, get set.....GO!" Both boys were off. Within a few minutes they came back wanting more....
Work doesn't have to be hard...it can be fun too. :)