I heard my boys cackling like loons the other night.
Coincidentally, this was right after my husband bought them another package of 100 suction-cup Nerf darts.
That’s just what we needed…more ammunition for the Nerf guns…after I worked so hard to make the last 100 darts disappear…
This was my guest bedroom.
By the way, those darts are still on my ceiling.
Because, if they are on the ceiling, I can’t be shot with them.
Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!!
I have three boys and understand. It is a wonder I even approach sanity some days. The darts on the ceiling are very calming.
I tell ya, Dixie, we should get combat pay for having boys!