Brother Sundays

My boys are getting older. 15, 11, and 8.
It’s wild, honestly. Here we are. No babies in the house. Just three growing boys with big personalities and big feelings.

Lately, they’ve been fighting more than usual.
Some days two of them are besties, and the third is left out. Other days, it flips.
Sometimes it’s loud bickering. Sometimes it’s just constant little jabs that wear you down by 10 a.m. Either way, it was a lot. It was starting to drain the energy out of the house.

And because family is such a big value for us—not just something we say, but something we try to live—I hit a point where I was like: yeah, no. This isn’t working.

So instead of grounding or taking things away, I tried something else.

I started Brother Sundays.

No friends over. No doing your own thing all day.
Just… hanging out with your brothers. On purpose.

At first, they were not thrilled.
They didn’t want to give up their freedom or figure out how to enjoy each other. But I stuck with it. And by the fourth Sunday, they found their rhythm.

They played games together. Played basketball. Teamed up to mess with me (classic).
And now? It’s kind of just part of our week. They even hang out together outside of Sundays now. There’s more laughing. More understanding. Less yelling.

It’s not perfect. But it’s better.
And honestly, that feels like a win. A quiet little shift that made things feel lighter around here.

So if your kids are in a season of nonstop arguing… maybe a siblings day could help. Nothing fancy. Just a small rhythm that says, “This is your person. Learn how to love them a little better.”

Thought I’d share in case it helps another mama out there.