Have you ever had 8, 12 year old boys sleep at your house? I have and I have the bags under my eyes to prove it.
Last night was the annual yearly planning meeting for the deacons at the Carn compound. I can tell you I was a bit surprised that the first thing all the boys did was play with Morgan's Barbie doll house and then proceed to dress up in fairy wings and tutus! I have pictures but I will save them of the embarrassment.
Over the last 15 1/2 hours I have heard belching contests and discussions of eating pizza until you puke. My entire house wreaks of bacon and lets just say that the smell coming from my basement...well...it smells exactly like 8, 12 year old boys slept there. If you can't imagine what that might smell like you are welcome to come and experience it for yourself.
I have exactly 50 minutes left before the cleaning and deodorizing begins. I have to say that they are a great group of boys and it is fun to watch in the background how differently boys interact. Only 364 days until I get to do it all over again!
2 comments:
bless your heart. i'm not sure i'd want all that at my house ;)
You are a good woman. :) Ryan had a blast--although now I'm wondering about the tutus!
P.S. Now you can imagine why I open Ryan's window when he's gone at school. Even when it's below 0. :)
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