I gave both boys math sheets to do today. The asked if it could be a race. (Because with brothers EVERYTHING is a competition. EVERYTHING.) I explained that one set of problems was much harder than the other but it was fine with me if they wanted to race. They wanted to know what the prize was. (Because there ALWAYS has to be a winner. ALWAYS).
I thought a moment and said a big kiss from me.
They both said “Cool!” and went at it.