Boys will be boys?

Since Ken has been Elder's Quorum President and has to go to early morning Sunday meetings, I have not been able to get the kids to church on time yet. I'm not sure why not having him here makes any difference since he wasn't much help before but for some reason, I can't get out the door on time. This Sunday I was determined to not walk into Sacrement meeting late. We were on schedule. Forty five minutes before church started, Zach headed out to the car to turn it on and get it warmed up. Fifteen minutes later he returned and announced that the car would not start. I went out to check and sure enough, it was dead! I was very confused but quickly made some phone calls and got Zach a ride to church so he could do his calling before church and called Ken out of his meeting to come home and rescue us. By this point, I had lost my "wife of the day" award. (BUMMER! And I was doing so well.) He was not impressed by my helplessness.

Justyn and I pushed the big, dead suburban out into the street so that it would be easier to jump. That was fun! Me, in my dress and high heels, and my big strong 11 year old son. At least we provided comic relief for the neighbors!

So, after discussing a new battery, Justyn mentioned that the radio was working fine while Zach was listening to it but then it just died so he tried to start the car at that point and it was dead. Hum..... so, do you think that listening to the radio for 15 minutes when the weather 25 degrees outside is a smart idea? Maybe not!!!!
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Two hours later, we are sitting in primary. I play the piano so I was at the piano. I was halfway daydreaming and not paying much attention. Suddenly I hear, "Justyn! You big jerk!" I look to the back of the room and there is a big hole next to Justyn. Then I see Justyn fly off his chair, chaos, a teacher jumps up, grabs the other boy and hauls him out to the hall and Justyn gracefully slips back into his chair, as if nothing happened at all. Meanwhile, the teacher teaching the sharing time is trying to move on with her lesson yet not sure what just happened, the kids are all staring at Justyn, and I'm now standing with my mouth hanging open!! What in the heck just happened?!!!

Here's the story: Justyn thought it would be funny to pull a chair out from under his friend. The boy hit the floor pretty hard, Justyn laughed, the boy yelled at Justyn, Justyn tried to help him up, the boy grabbed Justyn and pulled him to the floor and they had a brief, but very intense, wrestling match, the boys father (who is also their teacher) jumped up and grabbed his son and took him into the hall to calm down and Justyn slid back into his chair as if he was totally innocent with a smirk of complete satisfaction on his face. I motioned for him to come to me. He hung his head in shame and got to spend the rest of the meeting sitting next to his mommy. Who gets into a fight in Primary?

If you see my boys, could you let me know? I'm willing to swap these two out for the originals.