the ransacking crew

They came to play this morning, and ransack they did.  At one point the freezer door was hanging open and orange cream bars were all over the kitchen floor.   Apparently they'd grabbed what they wanted.   I tossed the ice creams all back in the freezer and shut the door.

Crazy fools.

Maria and Kari were doing most of the watching while I dealt with some real estate offers--completely straight-forward and uncomplicated work, I might add.

EXCEPT FOR THE SCANNER and the issues with the printer and so forth that had me re-booting, and wondering, and why this program isn't all that compatible with the other one?  And where DID the file save to? I don't even understand the options, and don't be talkin' to me about no cloud.

Real estate I understand.   This two hours of my life I spent in a state of supreme aggravation?

Gone.

But.

Wild babies had fun, and at exactly 2:05, the last file was completely sent.

They went outside, supposedly to run through the sprinkler.   Well, they did that and a whole lot more.

There was mud and sand involved.

And when Alicia showed up, I felt bad. They were filthy urchins.  Happy and entertained little urchins, but dir-TEE. 

Next time, we're going to tell her to call when she's leaving so we can clean them up before she gets here and has to  BATHE them herself.   And she did have to.

It was not optional.  Those filthy little boys could not go home and take naps in their beds in that state.

Okay, it's eleven minutes into Tuesday and I hear my bathwater running.

love all you kids so damned much, MOM