You made your brother cry, and you need to go say you’re sorry.

You need to apologize to your brother and tell him that you love him. You’re a big boy now, and you need to start acting like one. Understood? Look at me and tell me you understand. Good. Now, run off and say you’re sorry. I don’t want to hear a peep out of either of you until dinner.

You made your brother cry, and you’re losing your video game privileges.

I’ve had it with you, mister. If you can’t behave like a good boy and treat your brother nice, then I don’t think you need to be playing your video games anymore. Is that clear? No games for a week.

You made your brother cry, and you don’t get to go to your sleepover anymore.

Not only did you make your brother cry, but you lied to me. And that’s not okay. So, instead of going to your sleepover on Friday, you’re going to stay here and do chores. End of discussion.

You made your brother cry, and your dad is going to deal with you when he gets home.

If you’re not going to respect your brother and you’re not going to respect me, then maybe you’ll respect your dad when he gets home. I can tell you now that he’s not going to put up with your lies or any of your pouty business, so you’d better get your story straight. You’re in trouble now, mister.