Howdy fellow dad bruhs, my wife and I need advice on handling this.
We were playing catch when she stepped outside, announced she was heading to the grocery store, and hinted she wanted me to join, muscly, to grab water and dog food—“the more the merrier,” she said. I told my son to load up; we’re going with Mom and baby sister. HERES THE SITUATION FOR THOSE WHO WANNA SKIP READING
Son (8) tossed the ball toward the house, shouted “oh come on!” and shattered the front window’s outer pane. I stared, then said, “dude, eally? Let’s be big boys, no temper tantrums. If you broke that window I’m gonna be VERY upset with you. You’re not gonna like that decision later.” I walked over, saw the broken pane, and told him I need time to think of his punishment. Here I am, seeking wisdom from fellow dad bruhs!