It was a perfect night for a fire. So, I built one before the family got home.
There must have been something in the wood that we being emitted into the air because the girls went crazy.
They were wrestling on the floor. They were wrestling on the couch. They were wrestling on the stairs when I told them to go to bed. They were wrestling in bed. (No jokes from the peanut gallery – these are my kids, not the dogs!)
When I called them back downstairs for something, they both arrived wrapped in blankets. “Why are you wrapped in blankets?”
“Because we’re naked.”
“Why are you naked?”
I blame Garbanzo.
Yeah, they’ve gone crazy….