The boys were picking on each other and running around the house. I thought while we went out for an errand I'd take them to a track nearby to run off their energy.
We get there. Mica ran.
I ran. I don't have a photo of me. I don't think you'd want to see me running anyhow.
Isaak sat. He pouted about how I wouldn't stay with him. I told him to run with me. He would rather sit and pout.
He is the main reason why we were there in the first place. Mr. Isaak
picks on Mica. Lately he's been telling Mica, "Mica kick me." Well last
week Mica kicked Isaak. Then Isaak got a mark under his eye. They both got
talked to. In some ways I don't blame Mica. I would never tell Mica
that though. Isaak's kind of asking for it lately. They all go through
stages.
Isaak's the type of kid that's hard to convince to do
something he doesn't want to do. He didn't want to run, so he just sat
there. He's not always going to be able to pick and choose what he wants to do.
When it was time to leave, Isaak wanted to just keep sitting there. I told the boys to come with me. Isaak sat and sat. Mica and I just walked off. Isaak went crazy crying and ran to us. So I did get him to run a little bit.