The Kids Are Still Gone...

They don't want to come home. Apparantly, being at MawMaw's lake house, eating bacon fried in a skillet on a charcoal grill, staying up late, not bathing, and watching Spongebob first thing in the morning is a preferrable way of life to 6506 Chelan Drive. I'm pretty certain that when I talked to Hayden yesterday, he said "machete" and "four wheeler" in the same sentence. Ellery was too busy to talk to me, sadly so, since I could have gotten her to expound on the whole machete thing. My mom claimed I heard wrong.

So, Jason and I are down to one more night of being kiddo free. Last night, we had more wine, complained about the $200 bill to repair the Tahoe, and watched Big Brother 11.

I'm ready for my kids back.