Misbehaving

We went out to dinner with my parents and Julie last night. As always, it was a great time. For some reason we began talking about discipline and how Whitney, Julie, and I acted as children. We were cracking up. Landon and I are crossing our fingers that we have little Julie children, not little Whitney or I children. HeHe. Here are a couple examples...

(Whitney and Jen misbehaving everywhere...very often)
Mom: If you guys don't start behaving we will need to have a "meeting."
Whitney and Jen: You can't make us have a "meeting," OR We don't want to have a "meeting," which was followed by us bolting at top speed out of the area where the "meeting" could be taking place.

(Julie is almost considering misbehaving at Target...very rare)
Mom: If you don't start behaving we will have to step into the Ladies Room and have a "meeting."
Julie: (Starts crying) NO, NO, NO. I don't want to have a "meeting." I will behave. (Acts angelic for the rest of the day)

Also...

1. My dad used to have us write sentences when we were in elementary school and we misbehaved. For example, "I will not lie." I used to get in trouble because I would write "I" 25 times down the page, and then I would write "will" 25 times down the page, and so on until I was done. It was faster, can you blame me?!
2. Mom spanks Whitney and I, we laugh. Mom gives Julie a look, she cries.
3. Another punishment for misbehaving (from Dad), was scooping the dog poop in the backyard. I'm still scarred from that experience. This was the worst punishment of all. Thanks Dad.

HA!