Today was a beautiful day so I spent most of it outside with the boys. While they did chalk and played in the front yard I started to work in my flower beds. After awhile the boys wanted to play in the back yard on the swings; they were being good so I let them. I checked on them every once in awhile and I could hear them chasing each other and laughing. Then they got very quiet and I heard bang, bang, bang. I ran over to where the noise came from and there they were throwing rocks at the house; a foot from the garage window. They were both scolded and sent to their rooms.
What possessed boys to throw rocks at a house? I was so furious and frustrated that I had trusted them to be a little independent and they disappointed me.
Please tell me they will grow out of the stage of destroying.