There are 6 boys in the playroom right now, aged 11 and 12. (It is amusing to see the difference in size, shape, puberty-ness between all 6 of them, by the way.) I can guarantee the goat smell will be permanent by the time they leave.
There is much yelling and shouting and I am praying desperately that the thunderstorm/rain I am hearing in the distance will pass us by very soon because if the power goes and the Wii doesn’t work I AM GOING TO HAVE TO ENTERTAIN THEM SOME OTHER WAY.
I would pay $20 for Coffee to come home NOW.
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