so, it was all going perfectly well until about mid-afternoon yesterday.
now, we've got six kids-four of them grounded and on house arrest-with not a lot to do and a whole lot of energy.
we have put them to work, we've made batch after batch of popcorn, played numerous sets of desk-top ping-pong, left the house in a huff to take phone calls in the privacy of the front steps, jumped at the chance to be the one who "gets" to run across to the neighbors to borrow an egg, etc...and watched freaky friday with anna more times than any of us thought tolerable. (one of us...ahem...still cries at the ending, though.)
a whole lot of togetherness has been enjoyed. (a nice side effect of the grounding.)
but now, things are just plain getting ugly around here.
so last night, at the unseemly hour of 10 pm, i called in help. we're off today, for the greener pastures (read: large house in the woods that has a wii) of uncle brian's.
we're taking this house of blues to connecticut.
more soon.
xo,
tt
