I was switching laundry in the basement when I heard yelling—from all the way up in the boys’ bedroom. The boys yell a lot and I’m pretty good at noting the difference between a he-took-my-toy yell and a I’m-hurting-for-real yell. James’s yell became louder and louder so I abandoned the laundry and ran up the (many) stairs and saw this:
Owen wouldn’t let James out.
Now, I felt bad for James, I did, but just look at their faces! I laugh every time I see this picture.
“Siblings that say they never fight are most definitely hiding something.” —Lemony Snicket