Austin has been gone all this week and it has been ok. Usually I am tearing my hair out the first day, but I actually enjoyed the kids, even when I was so annoyed with their bratiness, I still loved them! Cooper and Will have been at each other's throats constantly lately. I don't know what to do about it. I keep trying to tell them that if one of them stops the cycle of meanness, everyone will be happier. Apparently they could care less about this wisdom.
Today on the lovely Sabbath, we were playing pool together at my parents' house and Will hit Cooper in the face and as Cooper tried to duck the blow, he rammed his eyebrow into the corner of the pool table. Cooper and I rushed to urgent care where he received one (kind of wussy if you ask me) stitch. He also let everyone at Urgent Care know that it is his "annoying 4-year-old brother, Will's fault." I don't know if this will be a wake-up call or not, we'll see.