7 little monkeys…

Jumping on the bed. The bed that’s set up on the lounge room floor.

They are supposed to watching Star Wars but there’s a lot of talking, wrestling and DS playing going on. It’s all part of being 8 years old. It’s being called a “great party” by those in the know.

Mr L is having a birthday on Sunday. His mates are here to celebrate. Or eat us out of house and home. One of the two.

We’re optimistically hoping they’ll go to sleep sometime tonight. They will. Won’t they…?

Catch ya…
K

PS I meant to say I am still here but having immense trouble with my right hand. It’s stopping me doing a lot of things at the moment, like designing, knitting, driving the car…