Hog-Tied

My brood of five have been on the rougher side lately. Throwing fries. Spitting on each other. Provoking wrath of younger siblings. This was a recent conversation as we drove in the car...

Me: "Ian, don't make me come back there and hog tie you!"
Ian: "What is that? Can she do that?"
Me: "Yes, I can."
Ian: "How did she learn to do that?"
Samuel: "She learned it in school (pause) or girl scouts"