I had just given the boys a bath...which is quite a feat to get them all bathed!! It is my favorite because they smell good when they come out of the tub and are still slightly damp. (Most of the time they smell like busy boys...not really stinky, but just hot. If that description makes any sense.) Anyway, I took a phone call. The older two got themselves dressed, no problem. I got Gids in his jammies and then they were off. I got engrossed in my phone call (it was only a 23 minute call, I went back to check my phone records. And it started before they were out of the tub-for the record.) Anyway, they had gone downstairs while I was on the phone and wiping up water off the floor from bath time. I heard lots of laughing and happy noises so I suspected that they were up to trouble, but this is what I saw when I rounded the corner on the stairs. Every couch cushion off and piled into a tower. They each took turns doing a various dive off the top. This is the best I've seen them do at taking turns in over a month!
Needless to say, the fresh bath smell was long gone in this 20 minutes period. I'm pretty sure Brandon had sweat dripping down his brow when I finally convinced the jumping to stop.
