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Originally Posted by Lisa
Without warning, four 14 year old girls have taken over my house... they arrived after school, ate their way through two bags of chips, a half gallon of hot chocolate, a quart of lemonade, and a pot of spaghetti and meat sauce. They giggle a lot and none of them wants to go home. I'm glad Phoebe's friends like hanging out here, but I'm sort of craving my quiet Friday evening time.... 
Dave laughs from the quiet sanctity of his basement - "It's just now starting. Two more kids to go." |
we had four 13-15 year old boys here this afternoon (and pretty much every afternoon)...down to 2 upstairs now.
they track in mud and hay, leave boots and spurs laying around, inhale everything in the kitchen and at least one of them picks me up and carries me around against my will at least once. But I love the poo out of all of them. good times.
