So I'm watching some classmates of my son's this afternoon.
They are a raucous couple, by my standards anyway.
I've had to put away a little noise maker that usually hangs on my refrigerator because one would not stop activating it and then running around the house until it stops.
The other let the dogs in when I didn't want him to.
Then I heard what I thought was the house falling in while I was out of the kitchen. I come in to see a chair over turned, one kid on the floor, and a hole in the wall. !!! My care and concern wore off quite quickly when he refused to answer me or let me help him up and then laughed when I pointed out the whole in the drywall.
And they've only been here a half an hour!
They've gone now, but not before trying to make one of our chickens jump off the roof of the coop, throwing tennis balls into my son's pond, and (accidentally) kicking the dogs' water bowl over in the kitchen.
I ended up yelling and forcing them to sit on the couch and watch Bewitched reruns. That'll teach 'em!
And I'm signed up to do this all week!!
They're staying at the school aftercare program until it's time to take them home tomorrow. That's crazy.
Sure makes my kids look pretty good . . . for today, anyway.
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