I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Asa and his little buddy are still asleep in their sleeping bags on the bedroom floor. The S’mores were a great success despite tiny marshmallows, a lack of graham crackers, and Toby’s desire to just have chocolate with peanut butter. The boys were wildly impressed with my fire building skills and I had a grand time talking them through the process. “You see boys, fire needs oxygen, so we’ll build this tepee structure… OK, so now I’m going to blow on it…Yes, that is a lot of smoke…OK, run into the house and get me some paper boys! …Fire building is an art, see…”
They had as much fun putting the fire out afterwards as anything else. They got drenched and muddy in the process and I had to toss them into the tub. I wish I could post the water gun fight pictures for you, but there’s no modesty in bathtub water gun fights. I will have to save the pictures until Asa’s wedding rehearsal dinner.
We read bedtime stories and then I told them how they needed to be quiet and go to sleep now — and that if they couldn’t, I’d have to separate them. (!) I left the room fully expecting to play out a drawn out “Boys! Quiet Down!” scenario that would end in tears on everyone’s part. But they were both asleep within 60 seconds. It was great!
I hear some commotion now though, so I’d better get working on the blueberry pancake breakfast. Hope you had a wonderful night too.