I can tell because we're laughing about really stupid things like "obnorxious boys" and "rheumatard arthritis." Because we're mature that way.
Bean has spent the day being cuddled and coddled. He watched soccer with Uncle Man-boy
Snuggled on the couch with Aunt Abbie
when he was supposed to be staying awake.
And the last of the five children finally got home. Here's a really bad, blurry picture of Leah and Deb. Check out what Deb's shirt says.
I'm heading to bed at 8:17. These people wear me out.
Be thankful ~