Right now the girls are playing quietly in the basement. It sounds like they're playing school 'cause I hear lots of "please" and "thank-you's" and the rustling of papers and crayons. The boys however, not so quiet. I just confiscated a real hammer (not the toy) from Frank who was getting ready to "fix" the van, while Charlie and John (toy) hammer on the siding of the house. It's all good. They're hard workers, doing what workers do. I'm just grateful we caught Frank on his morning break!
Okay boys, I think the swingset need fixin'! Move along!
