Behold, the power of Jane Austen

Yesterday, the boys were driving me nuts, between the whining, screeching, fighting, and tantrum-throwing (all before 9 am).  By 6 pm, I was done.  Tim wasn't home yet, and I needed to leave in 15 minutes to go to my MNO.  I turned on the TV for some mindless distraction (something I rarely do when the kids are awake).  Sense and Sensibility was starting.  The strangest thing happened: the boys started sharing toys and playing well together.  No more fighting.  No more tantrums.  Huh.  I guess the next time I have a day like yesterday, I'll just pop in Pride and Prejudice...the 5 hour miniseries.