John's kids were here last night for a sleepover. (See all the new boards in that fence--yes, getting some work done around here.) t.c. is hanging on the gate, keeping score.
Here they are asleep very late in the night.
Someone else took this picture with my camera. It's some kind of mac and cheese tower. The thing that bothers me a little about this is that in the middle of the table is a fancy old ashtray I like, and a couple vintage trinkets that were Jay's grandparents. I'd really hate to see the tower go over and those things be broken.
And it'd all be an accident! An accident! Grrr.
Okay, this is the Sweetie who had to be waked up for lunch. He stayed up far too late last night.
But he wanted to. Later in the afternoon, this lack of sleep caught up with them, and they were pretty dang cranky by the time their dad came to take them home.
Notice how his pajamas look like clothes? I was working last night, didn't realize. And today, I thought they looked great, still didn't realize.
See Lydia whipping up that lunch?
Maria was babysitting for Dan and Alicia, so she brought over their guys for lunch and to play.
Then we corralled all the little rowdy monsters outside. I yelled a little at this point, sorry to say.
He was happy to be outside.
Here they're making something noxious with leaves and mud.
And now they've all gone home, and the evening was spent cooking, which is always nice, and that's the end of a very fine Tuesday.
Just a little while ago, Jay was in Tim's room bitching about where were Tim and Julia? "I told them to go to bed! Where are they sleeping? Is he in here? Nobody is!"
I yelled upstairs for them and they came bouncing down. He scolded them some more, "I told you to go to bed, but no. You just keep disappearing!"
Tim ventured, "Yeah, we're real good at magic."
Okay, that made us all laugh. Good night, you magical little farts.
Onward to Wednesday. Life is all right. love you all, Grandma, aka Mom
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