We had a bonfire, ate smores, did crafty stuff, and are now watching Little Women.
It looks like fun and games....but one of them left the gate open and the dogs got out. Why she was messing with the gate is beyond me. I sent her outside to brush the straw out of her hair, not to open the gate. One of them has pooped her pants three times. As she pointed her finger in my face, she informed me that she is not telling her Mom and I better not either! She also refuses to call me Cindy. She is calling me Mrs. Kelsey. No one even knows a Mrs. Kelsey. Two of them stuffed the last of the dessert in their face so they wouldn't have to share it. One of them got mad at me because I wouldn't do more crafts. It was 9:30! One of them won't stop talking during the movie, at all. Will. Not. Stop. Talking.
I hope we are making memories and I'm not just griping all the time. How did Mrs. Walton do it?