I was standing outside thinking the other day...

Surely at some point -- soon -- somebody was going to get in trouble and I could dole out as their punishment that they sweep off the front porch. It needed it desperately since the kids had gathered all manner of sticks for a fire.

Luckily, the fire was pretend and they carried off the big sticks, but what remained was enough kindling to start a real fire.

Well, as luck would have it, nobody got in trouble, but Jacob said he would rather stay home from the park and help me around the house than go play basketball. HMMMM, what to do?

I wish all decisions were that easy.