Reporting from the trenches

...If I survive, this could be the first in a series of reports. If I don't make it...please divide up my belongings among you.

Jake's birthday slumber party started one hour ago. The boys tore through the water balloons I lovingly filled and tied within the first ten minutes...then turned to me with something terrible in their eyes. I think it was...boyness...It was definitely scary.

I quickly turned on the sprinkler. Boys in water? They're insane. And they scream like little girls. Seriously, I think they scream louder than little girls would.

We're now inside, awaiting pizza (and Ike). Three boys are playing in one room, two in another. I'm okay.

There may not be many pictures, as when I took one, all of the boys screamed and ran at me with lightsabers. I fell to my knees (I really did, I'm not ashamed) and begged for mercy. I promised no more pictures...We'll see what happens.

Reporting live (for now) from The House of Boys. And one mom.



Jake and Annie with Wall-E masks. These are party favors that will be given out later if the boys ever stop moving.



All the boys (minus Brooks, who had to leave early) right before they threatened my life.


Luke, diverting attention while the others ran away (so much for a second picture).