Apparently it was wonderful, but here's the problem with having all three boys involved in the same wonderful activity:
COMPETITION
Welcome to my world...
Everyone wants to tell the best /worst / funniest / strangest things that happened. And voices get louder and that's-my-story and I-want-to-tell-mom-about-that and it's-my-turn-to-talk-now. And then they're all angry-eyebrows and loud-loud-LOUD.
And then after dinner they all need to put their gear away (and that's so much more exhausting than getting it all out) and GoodGollyMissMolly they all need showers, and Kerry wants to read something to them but Gunnar (who gets out of the shower first) falls asleep on the couch. It takes me several minutes to wake him up, after which he insists he has not been asleep (oh... very, very asleep) and has been checking his watch every five minutes (*Ahem* Not wearing a watch.) But he is waiting for brownies and has a melt-down when I suggest we save them for tomorrow. Because I am obviously cruel and heartless and care nothing for his feelings. Or the fact that they apparently got exactly three minutes of sleep last night and really, really need to go to bed.
Which obviously means they had a fabulous time.
3 comments:
LOL! I can just imagine their enthusiasum (probably not spelled right but too tires to look it up). Hope everyone gets rested up from their adventure.
You have YEARS on us and it still sounds like home! :) Boys. So cute, so loud, so hungry and so tired.
I love it. :)
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