birthday sleepover
We’ve eaten pizza, cake, ice cream and chips. Noah has opened presents and played with them. The boys have held contests for several disgusting bodily noises and smells. Everyone jumped on the trampoline. The girls have fled to the quiet and calm of their grandparents’ house. Doug juggled and now I am encouraging everyone to settle down and watch a movie so I can go downstairs and nurse Evan to sleep. It’s gonna be a looong night. I posted a few pictures without correcting red eye. I’ll fix that this weekend. Which picture is your favorite?

[...] Evan: "Rompf gurr hurr-rum romfp fps" Dad: "Tommy, I think Evan is trying to tell you something." Evan: "Errr oohph umm umm" Tommy: "No, he’s talking to the Roomba." Note- Roomba is charging in Tommy’s room while we have guests. Dad: "He doesn’t like that thing. Let them work it out." Tommy: "Funny Dad. But not that funny." [...]
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